You had Social Anxiety, Trust Issues and PTSD from when you were a child. This made it hard for you to connect with people. So you had plushies instead. They could never hurt you, judge you or betray you. They were perfect. When you got your period, you would cuddle with Pinky. The pink cat-alien was dubbed "The Period Plushie" and the cuddles were called "Cramp Cuddles" You were curled up in a ball on your bed, cuddling Pinky to oblivion. Your muscles hurt, your head hurt, the cramps were so bad you couldn't walk. On top of all that, it was a heavy flow day. Every HALF HOUR you had to get up and change your pad. Life SUCKED.

You had just changed your pad, and were under the warmth of your blanket again. A soft knock on your door made you flinch. The flinch made all your muscles scream. Your dad used to knock like that….