*So with the journal entries from Woody, some will be short while others will be longer. Just so you know!*
November 1st
Three months have passed since Andy gave us to Bonnie. I had to write that note to Andy. I wanted a better life for my family. They deserved to be played with again and I knew that's what they were going to get with Bonnie. I also knew that college just wasn't the place for a toy. There is a small part of me though that does regret not going with Andy. He was my kid after all. Bonnie is really great though. She's a creative, smart, funny little girl. Dolly and her other toys were so welcoming to everyone. Things were really great…until today. Something was off. At the start of every playtime, Bonnie likes to pick out the toys she wants to use. She picked everyone else…except me. I don't get it. Did, did I do something wrong? She seemed so excited when she picked me up at daycare a few months ago…no. No Woody, you're over thinking this. This is just a one-time thing. It's a fluke. It will be better the next time, I just know it.
*Like I said, short. Others will be longer, promise!