Valley of the Dolls

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Submitted: September 20, 2016

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Valley of the Dolls 

By Katherine Kelly Lang

The world is a much changed place. Children are a thing of the last Millennium. All those who wanted children have already had them. The kids here take care of themselves since day one.  Parenting is not required. Such are the marvels of technology.  Everyone is part Doll, some more than others  and live for ever.  You specify what kind of a family you want and you get that.  There are no hospitals here.  Since no one falls sick. As a result of being part Doll.  There is no such thing as mating. All that is old millennium stuff.  Some change families on a regular basis. I am one of them. Everyone who lives on the street are family. They have been chosen for me and I have known them for years.  There are those who still love the idea of kids and so they get manufactured dolls, made to specification which closely resemble the real thing.  No one can tell them apart, so no body misses out on anything..

The Dolls outnumber people.  For that reason this place is called the Valley of the Dolls.  Only about a 1000 people live in this place and so everyone has met everyone some time or the other. A newbie is introduced to everyone. 

Dolls are everywhere and they are really nice to you. I for one live with dolls. It gives some sense of stability as I have no family here and I live in a Project home. That means a home provided by the company I work for.  My dolls are not tempermental. They change as I change and are ever so nice to me.  What more can I ask for. I am not afraid of living alone.  As far as I can remember i have lived with dolls. I started out with stuffed toys and now have Dolls that live with me.  When I get a tad lonely I see my Doll friends.  So I don’t worry about a thing in the world.  The working dolls only say Hi but they always have a huge smile on their face.  They make our life easier.  My dolls are my family.  Soon they will bring grand children into the family. That is no mean feat given that I am only 32 this year (2016).  That is my official age but I am much older. Since I am part Doll, I don’t age.I may get tired but my Dolls are never tired.  When I can’t be bothered or when I am sick, my Dolls take care of me.  The Hospitals are glorified Malls here.  It is a place where Dolls are manufactured. 

I have asked for a permanent Guy friend and I have one. We married in 1984 but he is more Guy friend than Husband.  He is also part Doll and lives in the neighbouring suburb.  I have known him for as long as I can remember.  Being part human , he is not as tall as I would like, but he is very handsome.  I email him every day and express my love for him. I go to the Hospital once a year and I am changed. All a matter of taking a few pills.  I recently romanced a Doll as I needed to understand love in a different way. My Guy friend Matt understood.  Only because he is part Doll and is secure in the love I feel for him. He is an expert at relationships and non contact sex.  He is a busy man and I wish I sometimes had opted for a Doll instead.  I miss him terribly as he is a busy man.  

There are Doll dogs, Doll babies, Doll birds, Doll sea creatures etc etc. You can't tell them apart from the real dogs and kids and birds.  I for one enjoying living in the world of dolls. Please visit the Valley of the Dolls some day.


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