I have a rabbit doll.
My auntie bought it before I was born, and she gave it to me when I was born.
It's very big. It was bigger than me when I was younger. (at least 1 meter long)
I always slept with it.
I'm sure I was a very creative girl, but I named the doll, "Tokki." (Tokki mean a rabbit in Korean)
We usually dry cleaned it, but mom put it in the washing machine today.
Oh, you've got to see what my Tokki looked like!
She seemed like she ate a dozen of bananas!
Her belly was really amazingly big.
And one of her arms was just the same as my granny's stalking.
Yes, you're right.
The cotton went downward.
Oh, you've got to see how funny my Tokki was when mom pulled that out from the washing machine,
I'm glad that this diary's better than the last one.
But the problem is I still have a headache.
But I won't care!
And mom's friend and her children will visit us on Saturday.
They're younger than me, but the baby Hu is so cute.
I wish he's my brother, instead of those trolls. (Just kidding LoL)