A mechanical girl sat in the corner of a room, in disrepair. Half of her face was missing, exposing the machinery under. Time and animals had destroyed her. Her arm was half gone, and her chest was rusted. She was no longer capable of doing anything except emitting a static garble from her voicebox. She did it every day in hopes that someone would hear it and investigate. She was no longer in care of her former mother, whom had passed long ago. She remembered 2 old friends of hers, but it was only fuzzy memories. She went out of thought and made the static sound again. She stopped when she sensed that she was being moved. She was excited that she was finally going to be repaired, able to do things again. The moving continued for hours, but she didn't care.
Out of Jenny's point of view, Elizabith Wakeman was pulling the robot with all her might to her house. When she walked in, she shouted "Mom! I'm home! And I need to show you something!" Her mom walked down the stairs. "What is it, de- OH MY GOD!" She screamed in horror at the state of the robot. "Mom, I think this is Jenny!" Her mom stared at the android. "You mean that robot your great grandma always talked about?" "Yeah! And I think Dad can fix her!" In the middle of the excitement, Jenny was having memories flowing back to her mind.