Me: Aww, you should have kept it for me.
My mother: Well no see, Grandma told me she's...
Me (interrupting): She's scared of a doll isn't she?
My mother: Well it's one of those porcelain dolls..
Me: What?! You totally should have saved it and gave it to me! Poor girl. Remember when I was like 7 and watched part if poltergeist?
My mother: You saw poltergeist?
Well, that basically explains the story to share and my view on the subject. I remember when I was about her age I had a porcelain clown doll. After receiving it I immediately gave it to my friend at at her birthday party. Therefore I can relate to the phase of "scary dolls".