December 16, 2019

Dear Lucy:

I know you are not forcing me to tell you, and I thank you, but it is time for me to tell you my story.

Do you know what a prototype is? They are known as the first specimen that is manufactured from a figure, an invention or something else, and that serves as a model to manufacture other equals, or original mold with which it is manufactured. As you probably know, prototypes are not designed for public consumption. They are only used for the elaboration of other products that do arrive at the stores and all that gives me an explanation.

Well, that's the thing: I am a prototype. I cannot pass the tests that I must direct myself. I can't go to the Big World. And I can't have a boy or girl to take care of me either. I'm stuck in this place with no way out. I always see the other dolls cross the portal with much envy. No one can understand how I feel, every night I have cried. Why do you think my house was all shattered in my first letter? The damn depression and anxiety of always.

I guess that's all I can tell you. Maybe I'll tell you the rest in ... a few more months? Agh, I have no idea.

Says goodbye,
Louis

"Lou, are you completely sure you want to do this?" asked the green-haired girl with some fear after the blond told her what he was about to do.

"The truth is no. I am very afraid, but I must do it" replied the blue eyed nervous.

"You are very brave, you know?" said the button-eyed girl with a slight smile, to which the prototype looked confused. "Despite being afraid of what Lucía says, you tell her about your past in the same way. And for that a lot of courage is required" she explained approaching, Lou just let himself be hugged by his friend.