I lay there motionless, not knowing what was happening to me. They stopped the search and threw the things back into the garbage can. I am taken in hand again at the end. "Who wants to clean them now, not me. We can't give them to the kids like that, so they go back in the trash. They have enough dolls anyway.
So I ended up back in the trash can and the lid closed over me. But this time I wasn't trapped in a garbage bag. So I tried to find a way out. I couldn't get the lid open, it was certainly too heavy and out of reach for me, the container wasn't full enough for that. So I had to wait again. In the evening, the container opened again and new garbage landed in it. But I was lucky, one of the cleaning staff spotted me in the garbage can. "If they threw it away, I'm sure I can take it with me" So after her shift and as the colleagues were gone, I ended up in a plastic bag which she closed tightly "This doll stinks, but I'm sure I'll get it clean and my daughter will be happy" The bag disappeared in her backpack as she left...