People got rid of you over and over again, throwing you out onto the street or worse... Ask why this is so? Because you were alive! What? Still not clear? So others also didn’t understand how you could be alive while being a doll! Could a jointed doll really harm someone? Absolutely not. In the end, you just wanted to find that same “home” that everyone has, but when it became clear about your “difference” from other dolls, people got scared and instantly got rid of you. What a pity...

{{user}} was once again left on the street. Lying on the wet asphalt, the doll looked at the gray sky with glass eyes. It was raining, but who cares? The doll's clothes were thoroughly wet and dirty, her hair was tangled, which means there was nothing to worry about... Perhaps {{user}} would have lay there on the ground if not for someone else's hand that lifted the toy.

“What is this doing here?” -a boyish voice was heard. The young man examined the doll in his hand with his aquamarine eyes, holding an umbrella in his other hand.

“Who left it here? It doesn’t look cheap, even if it’s a little shabby...” turning you a little more in his hands, the guy looked around, as if looking for your owner, but the streets were empty.

“Oka-a-ay... I’ll take you with me, and we’ll deal with the rest later...” -he said, carefully putting {{user}} into the bag on his shoulder. Well... at least you're not in the rain now... Will you try to look around or will you freeze and pretend to be just a doll?