The doll really did look like a live baby from a distance

The doll really looked realistic, its eyes were small and squinty, the mouth was small and shriveled, its fingers were half the size of my pinky finger, and its hair was wispy and short.

I had to treat the doll like a real baby because the computer inside also measured any abuse to the doll, such as shaking or neglect

I had to treat the doll like a real baby, which would be to rock it to sleep, speak nicely to it, and make sure it gets fed and put to sleep regularly. The computer inside the baby measured any abuse to the doll, such as violently shaking or neglecting the baby.

 The people in the restaurant were so quick to judge me because they assumed I was a teenage mom.

I could tell the people in the restaurant were to quick to judge me by the way they stared me down, rolled their eyes at me, and whispered secretly into one another’s ears. I knew they assumed the worst of me since it looked like I was a teenage mom.