Straightening the Hem

Oh! A soft flutter settled in my stuffing, and when I gave a tiny tug, my hand actually moved! My little purple dress had rolled up all messy around my waist, which simply wouldn't do. I gently eased the hem back down over my knees so everything looked neat and proper. Right beside me sat a tiny waffle in its coral tray. I reached out, smoothing the tray's plastic edge with my soft thumb. Perfect, orderly, and peaceful. then Dolly stuffed animal named bear caming and 89 potato Waffle ice creamed and tried to attack him, but he scraped my arm, and I bleeded, and I turned into a parasite and hit him. I grabbed a mase and stabbed him in the head , then ate him apart