You know you had one. Or six. We all did. I think I remember having two but I only really remember one. Her yarn hair was excellent for cutting and man did she look like a punk when I was done with her! My cousin had one, and might even still have it, and kept it around kind of like a security blankie. Me, I just had a blankie.
But these were probably the one type of doll that I could actually tolerate simply because they didn't have beady eyes. They were just stickers. Not glass orbs that you swore blinked when you looked at them out of the corner of our eye. They were the least threatening of all doll-like things. If they're still around, I will allow my theoretical children to have these dolls. But no others.