the doll

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It was her favorite doll. It was really a nice one because it could turn around as if it could dance when a button was rotated counterclockwise. It was beautifully dressed in pink gown with laces on its collar and on its hem.
 
Hanna sobbed so deeply. She even rebelled against her Mom at that moment when she was not granted to have it. She ferociously asked her Mom to buy the doll for a couple of times, or even more. She cried more and more, louder and louder, and she did all the possible means just for the Mom to buy the dancing doll. But she failed!


Hanna did not talk to her Mom until they went back home. As she was about to go to bed, she heard a familiar sound at the kitchen where her mother was. So she slowly tiptoed going to the kitchen where that sound was. All she saw was her mother flooded with tears on her eyes. She saw a piggy coin-bank on the lap of her mother. She drew closer to her mother and asked, "Mom, what are you doing?"

The mother quickly wiped her cheeks with tears and answered Hanna, "Nothing, Hanna. I am so sorry for not buying the doll. All I wanted was to buy it but I couldn't. Forgive me, Hanna." The mother couldn't help but cry so excruciatingly.

Hanna answered, "Mom…I really want that doll. Maybe some other time, Mom."

The mother ruefully interrupted and explained with tons of tears coming out from her eyes as she held the piggy coin-bank, "These are just the only money we have. I am so afraid that I couldn't bring your sister to the doctor. How are we able to survive if these money are gone?"

The only thing Hanna could do was to turn her eyes on her twin-sister, who had been attacked by poliomyelitis, sitting in an old wheelchair.