I was all alone. A beautiful doll in an expensive suit on a plain shelf of a store, That’s all I was to them.  I couldn’t speak, the children spoke for me, they told me about their lovely dreams and cruel nightmares. Each child that had me was so different and yet so familiar.   I loved watching them grow and seeing them learn, Sometimes I wish for once I could tell them my stories. If only they knew what I did,Maybe they would realize just how amazing it isto have a life.  ForewordWell this is going to be a long one-shot about Key as a doll and the adventures he has been on.