Abandoned Toy Novels & Stories

Then, he tossed the pieces as well as the watch into a nearby crevice. The members of the mountaineering club could no longer stomach Gerard's behavior. One of them quickly stopped him before asking, "Gerard, what the hell are you doing? If you don't like the gifts, I can return them to Elliana! What are we supposed to tell her now that you've tossed her gifts away?" Gerard merely responded with a sneer, "What are you supposed to tell her, you say? Well, I want her to tell me what she's thinking right now!

“Yes father,” “How did you always feel whenever I got you new toys when you were still very young?” My eyelashes fluttered as I pushed off the wall, slowly settling into the couch. “Excited. Like I want to keep them forever?” He looked straight into my eyes. “And what happens after they are broken from playing with them too much?” “I discard them,” He flicked his gaze back to Chris. “Exactly. Estelle is his toy and the moment he breaks her, he will discard her in the trash so she isn't a threat at all…princess,”

The kid picked up the fallen Bo-Peep and darted out of the barn, faster than Everest could react to the outburst. "Huh?" She turned and watched her disappear from view. What was that about? She looked back at the box of toy sets, which she could now see spelt 'TOY STORY 3!' and was designed with the characters from the animation. A small plastic tag stuck out from the other top edge of the box and she bent it towards the light to read 'Property of Ilene. No 3, Coven's Lane.' She remembered the landlady saying the lane's name. So, the kid definitely was from the street. Where else could she be from? There was no residence in sight for miles.

EPISODE 93 KARL'S POV "Three?" I repeated and exchanged confused looks with the others. "My friends were just two in there, how is it three?". " We found three bodies, and I learnt from my colleague that this particular war house was a type of museum that most researchers used for exploitation". He sighed. "Are you sure this is where your friends were trapped?" He folds his arms and gave us weird looks. "Yes, the message plainly stated that it was an abandoned warehouse around this area" Anna brought out her phone immediately and clicked on the message and showed it to the man.

I could feel the electricity of the desert buzzing in my teeth. "We’re in the dumpster, kid," a voice growled from behind us. I turned to see Sarah and Jax’s sapphire orb floating near the ruins of a giant, rusted mechanical hand that jutted out of the silicon sand. Sarah looked like a ghost of herself, her golden light so translucent I could see the swirling data-sky right through her chest. Dr. Vance and Hope were huddled near a pile of discarded "Legacy Assets"—old-fashioned wooden chairs and rusted bicycles that had been deleted decades ago.

Soap carving, competitive cat costuming, and another pastime Zy had never heard of. “What is toy voyaging? Any idea?” “No. What the hell?” Zy looked it up, then gave a dumbfounded shake of his head. “Who sends their toys with strangers so they can be photographed around the world? And why is that a thing?” “Is it? Really?” Trees looked as confused as Zy felt.

She couldn't accept it all! After all... it would have been fine if he gave one or two toys, but it was different now. There were so many toys! What's more, they were all imported toys and had not been opened. Now, they were in the hands of her precious son... All of them had become preloved goods! She wondered if she could even sell them all out at half of the price! Adrian was tired of chasing his little racing cars and finally sat down on the ground. He pouted as he pressed the remote in his hand. He then inexplicably looked up at Stella after he heard what she said—

As I made my way further into the room, I could see that the shelves on the walls were also filled with boxes, and some of them were so old that they had begun to disintegrate. The whole place was suffused with a sense of abandonment, as though it was a forgotten corner of the house that nobody ever bothered to visit. The only sounds were the rustling of the boxes as I moved them aside, and the occasional scurrying of a mouse in the shadows. I then started to look in all the boxes and then I saw where a small box is tucked away in a corner. I opened it and there it was – the toy that Diego had treasured so much. I could not wait to see his face when I give it to him.

None of the kids ever seem to be enough for him, so he shut down this place and sealed me inside it. This place used to be where I lured kids of all kinds with my illusions. I was the toy master they adored and loved until, of course, too many of them started going missing in this place. It wasn't just younger kids either, though that's what he wanted. I lured all type of kids. Besides the few that went missing, this place was for kids now lived on the streets or ran away from abusive parents.

Her son had woken for a while, it seemed, and had taken to entertaining himself with a quaint stuffed dinosaur. Jeanette paused, remembering the toy was a gift Jenny had gotten for Felix back when she was alive. The young boy, however, was in no short supply of better, cooler toys back then, and so the slightly malformed dinosaur never interested him. In the absence of its master’s attention, it had been left behind in Jenny’s apartment at some point in time, where the dust happily gathered all over it. Now, Felix managed to rediscover the stuffed dinosaur and—while suffering from a dearth of toys—took a strong liking to the off-kilter relic. As he played and Jeanette watched, she felt a lum