In the last chapter of Depressed Doll, the murderer gave Mary Taylor her diary as a reward for surviving. This book is about the content in that diary, this is the Origin of the Depressed Doll.
((Mary here so, if you read my previous story Depressed Doll, in the last chapter, the depressed doll gave me her diary as a reward for winning her game although I didn't finish it and I thought you could be curious about it so I wrote it down here. Enjoy.))
Depressed Doll P.O.V
I never got used to be around people because everyone would bully me and my parents never gave a fuck about me ((sorry for the language)) so I'm not one that really likes being around people. People are always bullying me so I isolate myself; I hated a girl that would always pick on me when her friend Mary wasn't around, her name is Mandy and she managed to make my life a living hell... I just wished I had a real friend like Mary... She looks like a good friend but I got too nervous... What if she laughed at me? What if she began bullying me too?
I Just looked down as another school day was over and I was going home while I let the rain run through my clothes, but, as I was walking, I heard a noise so I went after the sound and, after a couple footsteps, I found a box where a little black kitten was sitting, its fur was wet because of the rain and it was trembling in fear and cold "you were left all alone too, weren't you?" I asked, it meowed as if it was answering my question, I felt pity for the poor animal in front of my eyes so I picked him up and noticed he had blood all over his body "oh my... You're injured... Let me take care of you..." I said as I putted the small kitten on my jacket and went home, it didn't attack or try to run off, it must be feeling weak... When I finally arrived at my place, I looked down to see that it was asleep and I gave a small smile before rushing to my room before my parents showed up. When I closed the door of my room, I woke it up and healed it with the first aid kit I had kept in my room, I somehow was successful and, after completely healing and cleaning it, I layed on my bed with it in my arms and petted him as I rested, it had fallen asleep again "you surely are a sleepy one, aren't you?" I asked. I felt happy for the first time in years, I made a friend and I'm happy with it... It was a male so I decided to call him Omega... I've always wanted a cat but my parents never let me have one for some reason... They're really cruel to me... It's like they didn't want me to be born... Their fault though, if they didn't want then they should have used the stupid condom or they could have aborted, I never asked to be born... After a couple minutes, those thoughts I was having, slowly faded as I started feeling calm and sleepy, I tried to stay awake because I didn't want to waste my time sleeping but I am so tired both physically and psychologically that I ended up falling asleep.
I woke up to see Omega still sleeping but I had to go out to the grocery store so I tried standing up without waking him up but my plan failed, he opened his eyes and stretched, I sighed as he sat on my lap "hey, Omega, could you get off me for a little bit?" I asked, he surprisingly did what I asked and sat on my bed next to me just like he had understood everything I said "you're a good boy" I said as I petted him, then I stared out the window and remembered I was going out to get things that he might need so I stood up "I'm going outside for a little bit so just stay here, okay?" I asked, it just stared at me, I petted it one last time and left my room, locking the door of my room so he wouldn't be exploring around my parent's house, it's not just that I want to hide him from my family but also because I couldn't let him wander around or bad things could happen to him. My family is not very friendly with my friends, it's thanks to them that I lost a lot of friends and the reason I am all alone until now, but I won't let that happen again no matter... I went to the grocery store as fast as I could because I didn't want to leave Omega alone for too long and I had this bad feeling in my chest for some reason so the faster I was, the less I could feel this way... When I arrived at my place, I heard my brother talking so I rushed to my room to see that my brother was holding Omega, who was trying desperately trying to break free, no wonder, my brother was touching his wounds "what the fuck are you doing?" I asked as I tried to keep calm but, inside, I felt that I would punch him anytime but I can't or else who knows what my parents would do to me if I touched their precious boy... "you didn't tell me you have brought a friend" he said "I don't have to tell you anything so fuck off" I said as I took Omega off his arms and pulled him out of my room, locking the door after slamming it violently. I know how he had entered, I forgot my keys on the door, that was the first time that i had forgotten it... I'm such an idiot...
I can't leave my room's key in the house or someone would pick it, go to my room and do something to my stuff like burning something, cutting it to pieces or even break it. They did that once, they had broken a doll that I had found in my way home from school, it had pale skin, full red eyes, her lips had a huge frown that had been sewn and her clothes were sewn to her skin and I don't why but I liked it, after that happened, I always had my keys with me and never left it near anyone, but with all the rush I was in today, I had forgotten it on the keyhole and my brother must have seen it and got in my room while I was out. I heard my parents arriving from work and listened as my brother told them about Omega, I sighed in annoyance and, after a couple seconds, they were knocking on my door, I kept Omega close to me and opened my door to see my parents and my brother staring at me "what?" I asked rudely, my kindness and respect for them are long gone, I don't even care if they are my parents "your brother told us that you brought a cat home, when were you planning to introduce it to your dear parents?" my mom asked, I saw my brother smiling mischievously behind my parents but ignored him and looked at my mom "I'm not planning on doing so" I replied "let us at least pet him" she said and approached her hand to pet the cat but I hid him in my jacket, away from her touch "I don't want any of you to touch him so keep your hands away from him" I said "how are you even going to feed that cat? You don't even have enough money to feed yourself" she said "don't worry, I know how to take care of us, but it was not thanks to you, you were never a good mother to begin with" I said "what did you say about your mother?" my dad asked "you're not a good father either" I said "we are good parents, you are the one who's not a good daughter" my dad said, I chuckled "you are good parents? Since when?" I asked ironically "do you see your brother complaining?" he asked "that's because that spoiled brat will be an idiot like you" I said "that's enough, you are punished, give us the keys to your room, right now " my dad ordered "yeah, right, like I was going to give them to someone like you, just sit and wait" I said, then I immediately closed and locked the door right on their faces. Luckily I never leave anything out of my room or it would be gone by now, it would be impossible since I barely leave my room. Since I had nothing better to do, I decided to clean my room, although it was not that big of a mess. All the stuff I had were just enough to fill a travel bag which I even keep closed with a padlock for safety, I am really cautious and I always fear for the worst but I do have good reasons to be like this... When I was done with the cleaning and tidying session, I felt that I should draw something and that's what I did, I sat on my bench which was in front of my wooden desk and and drew Omega while he was sleeping on my bed, covered up in my jacket, my draw wasn't that bad but... that's just my opinion...well, I don't say this because it's my draw but because I know it is true, I have talent but I have no one to tell me that... After a few minutes of finishing my draw, my stomach began making noises, I was hungry but I ignored it and kept going with my evening and, when night came, I slept with Omega in my arms, ignoring the noises of my stomach and the pain that I was feeling now.
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