The nude pink doll

The same boy use to call this doll as brother.
It was a quite nude pink doll; he got in his first birthday. It became his brother after words, he use to play with it, use to sleep with his brother.

Today afternoon I saw the doll lie down on the floor. One of its legs is missing. I search for the leg and found it.
By this time I realize the pink doll is no more a brother of the boy i was talking about. It is a black and white naked doll whose one leg is missing.