Alone, waiting...

When I was a little girl I would fill my bed with all my stuffed animals, I couldn't bear to leave anyone out for fear that I would hurt their feelings, my bed would be full and I would have to move to my sister's bed.
This guy pulls on my heartstrings just like my toys did, he has been sitting on these rocks all summer...at first he cried a lot, now he just watches the world around him. And he is alone.