When I was about nine or ten I was given a doll as a gift. It was kind of like a Barbie, but not. It was jointed, meaning that it's knees and albows could actually bend which was a good thing because it was a doll that was supposed to be able to ride a toy horse - not that I had a horse that went with it, but my brothers had some pretty cool horses that came with the Lone Ranger and Tonto dolls they had!
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| Yes we had these exact ones! |
I don't know what happened to him. One day he just wasn't there anymore. Did my mother do a cull of toys? Did one of my friends envy my horse riding doll so much that they took him? Did I take him out somewhere and just lose him?
I don't think I'll ever know. But one thing I do know, is that I have somehow never forgotten this doll and I have no idea why.
