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Tommy was just a normal boy. He was also lonely.
Tommy had juts moved to Brighton like all of his friends. They all shared a house and called it the 'Streamer house'. Everyone but tommy had gone to sneeg's wedding. Leaving poor tommy alone. He didn't mind that just meant more time to himself and more editing. Tommy likes being alone. ya. Being alone. Every night he would be editing his vlogs new videos, Some nights he would look at pictures of his friends all happy and smiling .
One night he want on a walk on the beach. Just to re-fresh his mind. Finally sitting down on a nearby bench he watched the calm waves flow back and forth. "Hello young man. Are you ok?" A unfamiliar voice said from his right. When he looked over he was a old woman around about her early 60s sitting next to him with a creepy but cute looking doll. " Yes thank you. Can i help you miss?" Tommy replied not knowing to say. "I think its you who needs help. You seen lonely, would you like a friend ?" He was slightly insulted about the woman say he needs help, Big man Tommyinnit never needs help. But he was lonely. " Yea I am kinda lonely all my room mates went to America and just left me for a month" The woman put her old wrinkly hands on tommy's back rubbing it. He had to hold back his tears from dripping from his eyes. He hadn't felt any human contact for 3 weeks. It really broke him. Tommy managed to sob out a thank you before giving the woman a hug.
The woman tommy met was called Rose. The funny thing is her dress has roses on it. He didn't notice before but she kinda smelt like roses. He was to distracted but his own messed up feelings that he forgot to ask how the Rose was. Well it was a bit to late now as seeing it had been 2 hours. Wait - 2 FUCKING HOURS! Tommy had to get home quickly if he wanted to get his video out by the morning. he was quick to get up and thank Rose once more. Before tommy could talk a step she handed the doll to tommy. "This is uncle Nasty he'll keep you safe and make you feel less lonely" she smiles showing her mustard yellow teeth. Tommy took the doll and ran home. He was careful with Uncle Nasty as he seemed like a very old doll.
As soon as tommy was home he walked to the kitchen putting on the kettle and placing Uncle Nasty on the closest counter. Today had been hard but it felt good to talk to Rose and let out all of his feelings at once. Someone who listened to him.