Day 3
It was a very long truck ride for me.. But at least the rest of my friends and i sat next to y/n... I absolutely adore him! I don't know how to tell him though... I don't even know if I can. I heard that he has a baby brother named Tommy. I wonder if he's nice!

Day 4
I met Tommy today! He plays kind of rough.. He drooled on me and smacked me against the wall.. B-but it's fine! Many toys take that kind of abuse on a daily basis. Guess I'll just have to deal with it until Y/n gets a turn to play. I.. I don't like his mom. She scoops me up and always throws me in a bag where I can barely breath until Y/n gets me out again. She tells him that Paw-Pop toys are boring and for girls and that the Paw-Pop action figures should be in the trash and he shouldn't have bought them in the first place. It hurts to hear all those bad things about me.. And I'm scared one day, he'll agree with her.

Day 5
T-today, Y/n's mom th-threw me in the trash.. I'm sure it-it was an accident.. Y/n dishes me out but I'm still.. I feel hurt. Not physically, but mentally. I love Y/n, but his mom just definitely despise me.. For some reason.. What did I ever do to her?  She's... She's right. I am just a ing posable toy. I don't deserve Y/n. I deserve to see the trash can.