So I lay there, trapped in a garbage bag, surrounded by stinking diapers. I had no idea how much time had passed. I only felt how it was getting warmer, so it must have become day again in the meantime. I heard around the garbage cans people talking, are probably the daycare workers smoking. After some time it was again so far and new garbage bags came to it. The garbage bag hit mine with full force and it became quiet again. Another day passed. The next day was different. I heard someone climbing into the trash can and taking out the bags. One of the mothers had lost his keys. They were looking for them. They opened the garbage bags one by one. After a few minutes, it was my turn and I was discovered in the middle of the diapers. "Who threw away a good doll here?" I landed on the side. They searched further, but did not find the key...