Abandoned And Alone

(Rewrite of my story, Doll. )

''"Trash. Garbage. Junk. Heap. Nothing but a rotting bundle of fabric." ''

''Those words echoed in my head as I was flung into the dumpster by the Jammer I cared about most. My muffled cries never reached her ears as she left me behind. Tossing away our memories. Yes, I know it goes against toy code to speak with your owner, but I was upset. I just want her to take me back. To hold me and play with me, to talk to me and let me know we would always be best friends. To love me again. ''

'' Has she forgotten about the first day we met? The day she lifted me out of my cardboard box? The day she became my owner? ''

''Has she forgotten the fond times we used to share? When I was her only friend? Her best friend? ''

''Has she forgotten about how I used to comfort her when she was sad, or lonely? ''

''Has she forgotten how much time she spent on repairing me when I was destroyed by the phantoms? Has she forgotten why she did so? It was because I was her toy. She loved me. I was her favorite toy. We were best friends. ''

''I should've seen it coming. Children grow up. Most children don't play with their toys into their adult years. I was one of the unlucky toys; getting thrown away instead of being donated to a child in need of a friend of their very own. So now I'll spend the rest of eternity rotting in some landfill or phantom dump, instead of being with the one I love most. My best friend. My owner.''

''I shook my head. I'm a fool. What good is an owner, anyways?''

I heard the pitter-patter of raindrops on the lid of the dumpster, the tiny blobs of water clanging on the metal lid. I was currently debating on whether to stay in this trashcan and stay dry, but smelly, or go out into the rain. I decided on the latter choice. At least the rain will somewhat wash most of the garbage juice away. Using all the strength I had, I lifted the lid and slipped out of the can, my side snagging on something and tearing open. I sighed as I picked up my yellowing stuffing, replaced it back inside me, pinched the hole in my side closed, and set off.