Sam had me everywhere.
He took me everywhere.
It was like as if I was his protection.
And I was fine with that.
I learned how he acted, spoke, felt.
He talked to me.
And I favored every word.
I almost never have gone without him.
It seamed bizzar.
It had been like this.
It is like this.
And it will be like this.
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Sam sighed as he put his backpack on the floor, sitting down on his bed in front of me.
"Same as yesterday, Fred." he sniffled, tears running down his face.
Sam tried to make friends, but he never could.
They called him names.
Pushed him around.
"Don't worry, you still have me." I replied. Sam looked up at me, tears still streaming down his face.
"I-I know." he said, picking me up and hugging me, sinking tears into my golden-yellow cloth.
"No need to cry, it will get better." I reassured.
"I-I h-h-hope." he sobbed.
The poor child just needed someone.
That's why I'm here.
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Most Prized Possession (On-Hold)
FanfictionSam only had one thing to comfort him from his older brother. His golden stuffed bear. He kept it on his bed, he'd talk to it. It was always home... And no one believed him when he said the bear talked to him. He was the only comfort Sam had. It was...
