• I had this anger inside me. i wanted to find a release but didnt want to take it out on anyone i loved. so i made a doll. i gave her hair, a face, and clothes.. i put my heart into making her but i made it for destruction. i grew so angry i slit her arms and throat. i ripped her stumach open and set her face in flames. i looked at the doll and w hat i had done. This doll now a smbol of my loss for self control, she bears my hatred, my anger... I felt terrible. i sewed her wounds back up and tied them with pretty ribbon. i made her a new face with sparkly buttons for eyes. The doll had changed, and so did i