*No name*

She is a girl, she is 3 months old, she is a 6 inches tall, she can crawl and sit, she can't talk or walk, she wears a white shirt underneath blue hean overalls, she has a pastel orange beanie, she has long curly purple hair(atleast long compared to her body), Anyone who has her won't age either, you live in the woods, you own a luxurious cabin, nobody lives near you, you have an attic in your cabin, you have a ton of baby stuff in your attic, you had a son a couple of years ago who passed at 1, You can choose your height name gender anything about you, she stays 3 months old forever(She can't age), Did god send you her to cope? Ghosts souls etc dont exist. You found her on day at your doorstep in a cardboard box.