Amy

I woke up this morning and found myself looking at Amy. No, I don't sleep with another woman...Amy is the doll-like creature that V won for me at the C.N.E. I'm not sure what she is exactly but she's based on some cartoon that I've often seen advertised on the back of Archie comics. Personally I would have preferred the scrawny brown teddy bear they had at the same game because I figured he would fit nicely on my shelf but no V had to get me the bigger prize that I have nowhere to put. I'm not complaining, really I do appreciate him winning me something, afterall I'm supposed to expect that right? So I left her on my bed even though she clashes with my blanket because I didn't know where to put her, but when I woke up this morning and found myself looking straight at her, I found myself a little, well more than upset. Then the memories came rushing back..

1. I don't like the fact that he "bought" her with money. It's like he bought a women for some purpose I don't approve of.
2. I don't like how he was touching her that night trying to make me jealous.
3. I don't like how he was lifting up her dress trying to make me mad.
4. I don't like how he was making Amy do things with Andrew's boy doll.
5. I don't like how he said I was overreacting to all of the above because she's a doll and not real.

Because of all this I decided I'm going to kill Amy. Sorry but I just don't like sharing my man with anyone. Will post some death pictures as soon as my camera is fixed!