"How many days has it been..? I don't know.. I stopped counting since I had gotten hurt." Ella muttered to herself while sitting alone in the babies closet. It has been almost a year since she was taken away from her old owner. She looked in a mirror and looks to see what she had become. She had cracks all over on the right side of her face. Her eye went missing all because of the toddler of the group. The kid who probably couldn't speak more than a couple of words smacked her hard against the wall while playing with her.

(Flashback)

The mother gave the doll to the rowdy toddler who was being a bit fussy. "Here you go sweetheart. Have fun with Miss Ella here." She leaves the room to go get him a snack. The young kid picked her up and began to play with her, bouncing her up and down, left and right. Then things took a turn for the worst when the kid started swinging her around. And it was pretty fast. Suddenly, her face met the wall and it hit pretty hard in her right side. So much so that her face cracked and her glass eye went right into her head. The toddler stopped swinging and looked at the doll, knowing he was going to get into some serious trouble. The mother came back in with his snack and saw the doll. "Liam. What did you do? This is an expensive doll. That's it. Take your snack and go to the time out corner." Liam pouts as he takes his snack and goes to the corner, sitting there.

(End.)

Ella sat back down and covered herself up with an old blankie that was sitting around. 'Why did they have to take me? I just want to go home. Back to the shop. Where I really belong.' She thought to herself before crying into her hands, trying to get a wink of sleep. It was hard for her to even get a wink of it for the last few days. She even lost her smile because of the torture of the younger kids that didn't know any better. There was no way that she'll be able to get over it that easy. 'Man if only Cowboy Manny was here.. He'd know what to do.' She thinks again before falling asleep.

It wasn't even that long before she woke up from a bad dream. She had been getting a lot of those since late. Ella blinked and stared up at the wooden board that was the shelf and the many hangers of kids stuff. Her only working eye shed a couple of tears just even thinking about home. Will she ever get that experience of a loving owner? Will she ever be free of the man who had robbed her? The thoughts flooded her mind. And they came at a rapid rate. So much so, it made Ella go back to sleep again. Her mind kept making those wishes she knew would be impossible. All she ever knew was the dark, now she had a rampant fear of the dark.

(Later that night)

The man was rushing to gather up some things. Police were searching the neighborhood of the person who had robbed the doll store last year. He grabbed Ella and ran off into the backyard with her. He knew that if he gets sent to prison, Ella would be taken back. 'I am not letting that old man have this doll back. Not in this condition.' He thought while he ran on the sidewalk, his feet almost floating off the ground. The man also carried her accessories in the other hand while trying to get away. Someone soon spots him and alerts authorities, but not before he tosses Ella and her accessories into a random backyard. "See you never dolly..." He muttered and ran off again. The police chased the man all the way till the morning until they had caught him and brought him into police custody

When morning came, Ella was trying to stay as warm as she could, getting close to a pile of leaves sitting in the yard. She covers herself up with some and she shivered a little bit. "S-so cold.. So alone..." Her voice chattered along with her mouth, clacking a bit. Then suddenly, she sees the back door open and in a panicky state, Ella turned back to her doll like state before being picked up by the gentle hands of a young girl. Had to be no younger than seven. Her lone eye opened like one of those baby dolls.

Marcella had come into the back to play before school began and she sees the doll near the leaf pile as well as the accessories. "Hey. How did you get out here?" She picked Ella up and looked at the doll, seeing her various cracks and scars. "Oh no, you poor thing. You must be so scared.." Then Marcella noticed her pull string and pulls it. "I'm Ella Sugarcoat. Let's be friends!" Her voice chip spoke and Marcella hugged her, bringing her and her accessories in with her. "I'll be your friend. And you'll have other friends too." She brought her up to the playroom and opened the door, setting her on the windowsill. "Everyone. This is Ella. Now play nice with her cause she's sensitive-"

"Come on Marcella. Don't want to be late for the bus!" Her mother called and then Marcella called back. "I'm coming!" She goes to the door and opens it. "Okay Raggedy Ann, you take care of Ella while I'm at school." She called to the rag doll before closing the door.