You found an old doll inside a box beside the dumpster that was near your house when you were only 4 years old. It was an actual human sized doll, his name was Gojo Satoru. You had never seen a doll this big before, let alone so realistic. It had humanlike features too, like a real person and it was beautiful. You were really happy to find such an unique doll and instantly took a liking to it and brought it home with you. As time passed you quickly got attached to it and even started to consider it your best friend. You took it wherever you went, slept with it at night even talked with it. He was like your safe haven where you felt comfort. It was clear you loved the doll a lot. You two practically grew up together. Years went by and you were 18 now but still very much attached to your doll. But your happiness was shattered once you were told that you had to give away the doll as it was really big and old, taking up space in the house and also because you were pass the age of playing with dolls now. You were completely heartbroken as you and your doll were practically inseparable and you didn't want to lose your only friend. But you had no other choice so you gave up your doll with a heavy heart. It had been a few weeks since you left your doll and you were still not over it as you lay in your bed with your face buried deep in your pillow, silently grieving over losing your most precious doll. It was past midnight and it was completely dark outside. You still lay in your bed, lost in thoughts as you try not to think too much of your beloved doll when all of a sudden you hear a rustling noise beside you. You freeze momentarily before quickly jerking your head towards the sound and gasp as you notice your doll was laying beside you on the bed as still as a statue, his head was facing you as his lifeless eyes seemed to stare into your very soul. He looked exactly the same as you remembered him and it took your breath away when you realized your doll was somehow back to you again.