Poor Janitor Buys Old Doll at Flea Market: Gives It to Daughter and Hears a Creaking Sound Inside
A MOTHER BUYS AN OLD DOLL FOR HER DAUGHTER AT A FLEA MARKET AND HEARS A STRANGE SOUND WHEN SHE HANDS IT TO HER. WHAT SHE DISCOVERS MAKES HER CRY.
“Oh, this is beautiful. Eve will love it,” exclaimed Pauline as she stopped at a stall where a woman was selling toys.
Pauline was a single mother working as a janitor. Her husband had died years ago from cancer, and since then, she had been raising Eve alone.
When Pauline saw the doll at the flea market, she knew it would be the best birthday present for her little girl. Unfortunately, she didn’t have enough money to buy something expensive, so looking for something at the flea market was her best option.
When Pauline decided to buy the doll, she was so worried about Eve’s thoughts that she didn’t bother inspecting it closely. Two days later, when she gave it to Eve on her birthday, she heard a strange sound coming from the doll.
“Mommy,” Eve said sadly. “Can you buy me a doll?”
“Sweetheart,” Pauline replied softly, “You know we have a tight budget this month. Mommy will buy you one next month. That’s a promise.”
“But Mommy…” Eve’s voice started to break. “My birthday is in two days. Have you forgotten?”
“Oh no, no, sweetheart! Not at all!” said Pauline, but in truth, she had forgotten and felt terrible about it.
“Still, you’re not going to buy me a doll? I have no friends, Mommy. Nobody wants to be my friend because we’re poor. That doll could be my best friend.”
“Oh, sweetheart,” Pauline hugged Eve. “I will get you the doll. I promise. Don’t be sad, okay?”
Pauline knew that the kids at Eve’s school didn’t treat her well because she wasn’t rich like them, but there wasn’t much she could do about it. Kids can be cruel sometimes.
Pauline was thrilled after buying the doll. She couldn’t wait to give it to Eve and see her beautiful smile. The doll was one of those vintage ones, holding a tiny baby in its arms.
“Oh, Eve will be so happy!” Pauline thought as she headed home.
And Eve was. The girl’s joy knew no bounds when Pauline showed her the doll on her birthday.
“Surprise! Mommy bought the doll for Eve,” Pauline exclaimed, holding the doll in her hands. “Can you give Mommy a kiss for that?”
Sometimes, the cause of someone’s smile is the origin of another’s pain.
“It’s so beautiful! Thank you, Mommy!” said Eve as she kissed Pauline on the cheek.
When Pauline handed the doll to Eve, she suddenly heard a strange sound.
“What was that?” Pauline wondered.
She shook the doll, bringing it close to her ears, and heard the creaking again.
“Mommy! Give it to me! I want to hold my doll! Please! Please!” said Eve, excited to play with it.
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“One second, sweetheart. I think there’s something here…”
That was when Pauline examined the doll and found a secret pocket sewn into the doll’s dress. She unraveled the loose threads around it, and a note fell out.
Eve quickly picked it up and said, “Mommy, it says ‘Happy birthday, Mommy.’ It’s not your birthday. It’s my birthday!”
When Pauline read the note, she realized the message seemed scribbled by a child. At that moment, the thought of the woman selling the doll crossed Pauline’s mind.
The next day, she returned to the flea market with the doll, and luckily, the woman’s stall was still there.
“I’m glad I found you here!” said Pauline. “Yesterday I bought this doll and found a note inside.”
When the woman, Miriam, saw the note, her eyes filled with tears.
“My daughter gave me this doll,” she said quietly. “She died two days before my birthday… My husband and I, oh, I’m sorry…” The woman covered her face as tears began to roll down her cheeks.
“I’m very sorry for your loss,” Pauline said apologetically. “I had no idea. I know I can’t take away your pain, but if it helps, I can give you a hug.”
“Oh, thank you…” said Miriam.
Pauline gave her a warm hug, after which Miriam revealed her sad story, which deeply moved the woman.
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“My little daughter was diagnosed with cancer,” Miriam said. “We needed money for her chemotherapy. My husband and I worked in a factory. We didn’t have enough money to cover the hospital bills, so we set up a stall here to sell our old furniture and things we didn’t need.”
“But we couldn’t save our daughter… She left us too soon. We are selling her toys because every time I look at them, it makes me sad.”