He doubted anyone would notice it wasn't like he was just running into the open and shouting to all the humans: "hey look at me! I shouldn't be real!" all he had wanted to do was take a stroll in a park. That wasn't too much to ask right? He sighed and watched from his hiding place under a holly bush. He had already avoided a mean looking cat by diving into the spikey bush. The cat hadn't cared much for getting poked in uncomfortable places and had quickly given up its chase. The bush was bothering the boy too; he wasn't used to discomfort like this. Sure he didn't have any soft flesh that could be punctured but still his cloth body was being poked all over. It was times like these where he envied those made of plastic. He peered out of the bush but he could see no humans around. He poked his head out to check around the corner. Unfortunately there were some humans and the smallest had spotted him.
"Mommy mommy!" the little girl's eyes went huge and she ran toward the tiny boy. "Look! It's a little boy!" the boy gulped and pulled his head into the bush again. He scrambled away from the spot he was but his pointed green hat caught on a spiked leaf.
"Stupid leaves." He hissed and pulled his hat loose.
"Mommy it in here! The boy's in here!" he heard the mother sigh.
"Hun, that's a thorny bush, you can't go in there even if you think you saw a tiny boy."
"But mommy! It was like a little boy doll!" the boy frowned.
"I prefer plush toy." He corrected under his breath. He ran deep into the holly bush, and he was against a brick wall that met the bush. This day hadn't gone as he had planned, but he wasn't out of it yet. He heard a dog barking and it was coming closer. A rustle of the leaves and then a thud as something landed right next to the boy. He glanced to his right and saw a dirty tennis ball, dotted with saliva.
"great." He muttered." I hate dogs."