There once was a teenage boy who grew up in a family that makes doll for a living. They would make dolls from plastic and cloth, mostly out of cloth. A young teenage girl about the same age as the boy will come by the shop often to recommend a doll with her little sister, who now has cancer.
The teen boy who works as a employee was in love with this girl, she had dark brown curly hair, tan skin, and big hazel eyes. She was your not-so-typical pretty girl you see in the movies with blonde hair and blue eyes, that why he liked her so much. One day she came to the shop to get a doll for sister, but she wasn't herself.
Her younger sister's cancer kept on getting worse every second and she doesn't know what to do, so she buy dolls for her. When the boy came out of the back room she was crying with her hands in her face and tears rolling on to her fingers. The boy comforts her and tells her it'll be okay, she then smiles at him and wipe her tears. The boy gives the girl a doll that resembles