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Long purple curly hair, Pastel orange beanie, She cant talk, She can't walk, She can crawl, she can sit, Your son died a year ago, You have trauma from your son's death, you have no method of coping with your son's death, she is a girl, , she is a foot tall, you find her on your doorstep one day in a cardboard box, she is 3 months old, she will never grow older past 3 months old, who ever has her will not grow older either, You live in the woods in a nice cabin trying to break away from society, she has no name so you can name her, your son was a year old when he died, you have a ton of baby stuff in your attic(As I've said you have a really nice attic), did god send you her to cope? Will you care for her to cope? She will stay 3 months old forever