-The doll was finished and was looked at w/ a sense of joy for such fine craftsmanship, the doll had hope deep in its stuffing-
-Moments later, it was shown to the boss-
"Here it is, sir."
"?!?! What the heck is this?!"
"It is the prototype doll you asked for, sir."
"Are you mad?! This?! This thing is... is... ugly, disgusting, repulsive!!"
"But sir, you appro-"
"You and your idiotic designs! Do you really think anyone, ANYONE will want this?!
-He snatches the doll from the employees hand-
"Get to working w/ the others or you're fired!"
"Yes sir."
-The employee leaves while the boss took the doll and rips it in half before tossing it away in the trash shut-
"Nothing but rubbish."
-The doll fell and while bumping and hitting the walls of the shut, became more tattered-
-Once out of the shut, its light body fell out of reach of the dumpster and onto the street of the alleyway behind some barrels and boxes.-
-The rain fell as its stuffing was soaked and its stitching loosened up, it felt its cloth starting to stain and decay-
-If the doll was real... it would be crying and asking for help... but... it was only a doll... no one will hear it... no one will see it... no one... would love it... in this moment, it would probably say 3 words-
"... I... am... nothing..."
A Possible Continuation
-Moments later, it was shown to the boss-
"Here it is, sir."
"?!?! What the heck is this?!"
"It is the prototype doll you asked for, sir."
"Are you mad?! This?! This thing is... is... ugly, disgusting, repulsive!!"
"But sir, you appro-"
"You and your idiotic designs! Do you really think anyone, ANYONE will want this?!
-He snatches the doll from the employees hand-
"Get to working w/ the others or you're fired!"
"Yes sir."
-The employee leaves while the boss took the doll and rips it in half before tossing it away in the trash shut-
"Nothing but rubbish."
-The doll fell and while bumping and hitting the walls of the shut, became more tattered-
-Once out of the shut, its light body fell out of reach of the dumpster and onto the street of the alleyway behind some barrels and boxes.-
-The rain fell as its stuffing was soaked and its stitching loosened up, it felt its cloth starting to stain and decay-
-If the doll was real... it would be crying and asking for help... but... it was only a doll... no one will hear it... no one will see it... no one... would love it... in this moment, it would probably say 3 words-
"... I... am... nothing..."
A Possible Continuation
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What ever is going on in your life right now.... I'm sorry you are going through the struggle right now. Yes, I know how you feel, on not being "loved" by others. (I vent on stuff on my own family members not loving me), but I try not to think about it all the time.... Yes, there are "some" people that are assholes now a days and don't care on how the other person feels; I know you are having a hard time figuring out your purpose, my best advice is "how you make of it", I hope this helps you out. Also about the Popularity part: well... again, some people are a big narcissistic snob, think their work is better then everyone elses (we all have flaws in are work and we improve it), people like that are sad and miserable. Omni, you are loved by people it's just some of the people you talk with are either toxic or not really your friends.
Just then a person came up to the doll and picked it up. The figure was wearing some kind of black hooded jacket that covered his face and reached down to his legs allowing him to blend in the night.
"Poor little guy, I'll help you."
Gathering up all the pieces and placing them in his bag the figure continued walking but a sound was made from the doll but the rain muffled it's voice.
"Thank.... You...."
"Poor little guy, I'll help you."
Gathering up all the pieces and placing them in his bag the figure continued walking but a sound was made from the doll but the rain muffled it's voice.
"Thank.... You...."
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