I had this really pretty doll. I called her Julie. She was quite large, I guess the size of a 3 or 4 month old baby. Her legs and arms moved and her eyes, with beautiful long lashes, opened and closed when you moved her. She was made from softish plastic stuff. Quite revolutionary for then, because most dolls were still made from very hard plastic.
John and I shared a bedroom. We were living in Fairmount, Fir Ave - a block of flats in Bantry Bay. We were downstairs, on the ground floor, at the back corner of the courtyard, Number 1. I remember the flat as being dark.
Anyway. John decided to use Julie as target practice with the bow and arrow he had fashioned from two pencil crayons (the arrows) and a long ruler with an elastic band became the bow. He propped Julie up on my bed, and calmly took aim. He shot both her eyes out! Well, alright, not totally 'out' - but they never worked properly again. I was really upset because Julie was very important to me!
John and I shared a bedroom. We were living in Fairmount, Fir Ave - a block of flats in Bantry Bay. We were downstairs, on the ground floor, at the back corner of the courtyard, Number 1. I remember the flat as being dark.
Anyway. John decided to use Julie as target practice with the bow and arrow he had fashioned from two pencil crayons (the arrows) and a long ruler with an elastic band became the bow. He propped Julie up on my bed, and calmly took aim. He shot both her eyes out! Well, alright, not totally 'out' - but they never worked properly again. I was really upset because Julie was very important to me!
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