Teddy bear

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(6 days after play date)

There have been weird noises coming from my room whenever I'm not there which is weird. I've ignored it as best as I could until I heard glass shatter.

I rushed to my room where Teddy was standing by my window sill, without an arm.

"What happened?!" I asked.

"That jerk attacked me, so I threw it out the window. And it was going to hurt you too," he said.

"How would you know?" I asked. He pointed to a box sticking out from under my bed. I opened the box knowing what was in it. It was supposed to be old family photos.

The first picture was of my mom, on the back written in red said, Gold Digger.

The next was my dad and his said cheater.

Then there was my brothers and his had a plastic bag with what looked like dirt. On the back it said liar. And under it said Cocaine.

Last was mine. On the back it said she needs to die.

"Okay," I said getting my back pack. "Let's go on a field trip."

I put Teddy in my bag and locked the front door, because I'm not going to be back for a while.

I picked up the other bear, along with the arm laying next to it. The bear went in the trash. The arm went in my bag.

The walk to Stevens house wasn't long and I found myself singing a little.

Stitched you up.
Put you together
With cotton and feathers

Gave you love
Put my heart inside you
Oh what could I do

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