I live in a imaginary world with imaginary people or should I say Friends. All waiting for them to be summoned and scared that they would be forgotten , abandoned but no one would ever say anything about it . All in all it was a wonderful place full of toys and candy many different types of creatures live there, thar were laughings and almost all of them had good human friends except well you know. But I am not a laughing no I am the last of my kind there are only two races that have gone extinct the toymakers and the songs and soon the doll makers well not yet anyway I'm still here and my name is Eve the doll maker. A/N I do not own Jason the toy maker or any other pastas I only own my characters in the story. Keep in mind that I am using Voice to text for most of this story so if I mess up I am sorry (: