"Teddy, How did you get here?" I asked suspiciously. I knew something was up. Maybe my Mom found him and put him in my bed. I ignored the fact that I lost Teddy and he returned like there was no tomorrow. I had a feeling that Teddy was hiding something from me. I envisaged that Teddy was definitely hiding entity. Possibly Teddy was disguised as a Teddy bear, but he might actually have human organs. The thought that came to my mind was that Teddy could talk. You might say I was crazy, but I watch the Toy Story movies.
As I headed for my bead, I saw a shadow on my wall. This crawling entity that was moving towards me, was my cat. I wiped off my forehead as I searched for my Teddy. He was on my bed the last time I saw him, but not now. I skittered into my fluffy bed that was hung on the celing by two inch thick ropes. I lied my head down and stared at my baldachin. My fancy name for my expensive ceiling.
As I was counting sheep, my mind cleared and reset itself to forseeing Teddy. In my dream, Teddy was in my doll house, my very ample one, and was thinking of a plan to 'destroy' me. At this moment, I woke up. I got out of my bassinet and looked in my doll house. Teddy was sitting on a plastic chair that was meant for a Barbie doll to sit on. I didnt remember setting him there, but I think I have short-term memory loss.
Teddy was scaring me, more like Teddy was scaring the pants off of me. Teddy was alive.
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My Teddy Bear Is EVIL
FantasyLilly is a 8-year-old girl who discovers her teddy bear is a stuffed animal that comes alive. It all starts out when Teddy, the bear, tells Lilly to 'Find the Key'. She goes through ups and downs with this doll, including death. Read On!!!
