We have all had that toy as a child that we just couldn’t live without. You thought your Christmas or Birthday wouldn’t be complete without that one toy. That toy for me was a big doll that could talk to you, “understand” you, remember your birthday and so much more. I told my mom and dad and everyone who would listen how amazing this toy was and how badly I needed this doll for Christmas. All I wanted for Christmas was this doll.

Christmas morning came and I ran downstairs to look at all the presents. There were so many surrounding the tree wrapped in all different colors with the lights of the trees shining in the dark room. It was beautiful and I was so hopeful for my doll to be there waiting for me to open it. I ran to wake up my parents with my little brothers and sister. Finally my parents woke up enough to come downstairs and let us open up the presents. I opened present after present getting toy after toy, but no doll. I was happy with everything I got, but I was bummed about not getting the doll I wanted, then I remembered that we were going to my grandparents house for presents and I was filled with excitement and hope of getting my doll for Christmas there.

I could hardly wait to get there. We packed all of our new toys into the car and drove the hour long drive to our grandparents house. When we finally got there I could hardly wait to get to the presents, but we had to wait for my cousins to get there before we could open them so, again, I had to wait for my doll.

They finally arrived and we all gathered around the tree to open up our presents. Wrapping paper was everywhere and I still hadn’t seen my doll, but then I opened my last present and there she was. Wrapped in her box with long brown hair held in by all of the string and twisties. I ran to get some scissors and started ruthlessly cutting open the box, I'm surprised I didn’t cut off her arm and leg while I was cutting her out. We put her batteries in and I took her into the other room with my grandma and mom. We turned her on and I was so excited. I told her her name and my birthday and tried talking to her, but she couldn’t hear very well. I was starting to get disappointed. I had to talk really loud for her to hear and understand me and I was very quiet so I didn’t want to yell at her. I thought she would be able to hear me when I talked in my normal voice. I think we messed around with her for 10 minutes and I realized I didn’t want her. I think I left to play with my other toys and see what my brothers and sister got and I tried to play with her later but it was not as cool as I thought it was going to be.
I don’t even know what happened to that doll. Maybe I completely forgot about her and my mom gave her away or she was thrown away, I’m not sure, but I know that even though I was very young it taught me to think twice before I beg my parents for a toy that I think is so cool because it might not always be as cool as it looks on TV.