Broken Doll

I am always fascinated by pale faced, ghost like kids roaming around in nooks and corners of their house, dragging a broken doll behind them. Actually I have been there, as a kid. When my favorite doll broke, I used to drag it around the house trying to find a way to fix it even when I knew it was damaged beyond repair. I just couldn't let go. Even when it was all rags and the cotton stuffing was falling out from a hole which was once attached to its arm.