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Feeling like one in a million was always a reality for Barbie. With a million billion other dolls exactly like her, it was hard for her to figure out who she was. She knew who she was supposed to be: Barbra Millicent Robers…or Barbie for short. One of the biggest grossing toys the United States has ever seen. Daughter of George Roberts, a valued engineer who was never actually incarnated in doll form, and Margaret Robers (nee Rawlings), the homemaker who also never received a doll-form. She had three younger sisters, Skipper, Stacie and Kelly. She had a horse named Dancer, 21 dogs, 6 cats, a chimapnzee, a panda, a parrot, a lion cub, a giraffe and a zebra. She had two little sisters, Sk She’d been everything from a doctor to a go-go dancer, a spy to a princess. [break][break]
She was still one in a million.[break][break]
Until the day that Molly made her feel special; she made her feel like she was the only Barbie in the world.[break][break]
When Molly’s mom picked up Work Out Barbie from the toy mart, she had never been happier. When Molls opened up the gift for her birthday? The happiness was even greater. Barbie was her favorite toy, one that she played with religiously. [break][break]
They went on all sorts of adventures together; her closet was bigger than any she had ever seen. Everything from Veterinarian clothes to her very own Oscar Worthy dress, Barbie had it all. But all she really needed was Molly. The girl was her best friend and for many years, she was hers. Barbie brought her through her childhood, until the day came when she wasn’t needed any longer.[break][break]
It crushed Barbie, more than anyone realized because she went back to being another number in the crowd…[break][break]
Until she met her new friends.[break][break]
hi, i’m barbie!
[break][break]Feeling like one in a million was always a reality for Barbie. With a million billion other dolls exactly like her, it was hard for her to figure out who she was. She knew who she was supposed to be: Barbra Millicent Robers…or Barbie for short. One of the biggest grossing toys the United States has ever seen. Daughter of George Roberts, a valued engineer who was never actually incarnated in doll form, and Margaret Robers (nee Rawlings), the homemaker who also never received a doll-form. She had three younger sisters, Skipper, Stacie and Kelly. She had a horse named Dancer, 21 dogs, 6 cats, a chimapnzee, a panda, a parrot, a lion cub, a giraffe and a zebra. She had two little sisters, Sk She’d been everything from a doctor to a go-go dancer, a spy to a princess. [break][break]
She was still one in a million.[break][break]
Until the day that Molly made her feel special; she made her feel like she was the only Barbie in the world.[break][break]
When Molly’s mom picked up Work Out Barbie from the toy mart, she had never been happier. When Molls opened up the gift for her birthday? The happiness was even greater. Barbie was her favorite toy, one that she played with religiously. [break][break]
They went on all sorts of adventures together; her closet was bigger than any she had ever seen. Everything from Veterinarian clothes to her very own Oscar Worthy dress, Barbie had it all. But all she really needed was Molly. The girl was her best friend and for many years, she was hers. Barbie brought her through her childhood, until the day came when she wasn’t needed any longer.[break][break]
It crushed Barbie, more than anyone realized because she went back to being another number in the crowd…[break][break]
Until she met her new friends.[break][break]
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