Stuffed Animals are scarred with tears, blood, and memories.
But most of all, they watch you grow.
Love.
Kill.
This is Naya's life, through the eyes of a stuffed Polar Bear.
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The preeminent golden child, preened to perfection. The ulti...
Day 33, and it was show and tell at school . Your five year old self barely kept from combusting of excitement.
You had a whole speech written out, memorized. A story about your family and me.
Of course, you didn't include your mother's early demise.
Instead, you replaced your mother with Aileen, crafting the perfect little story .
1.
We hopped into Aileen's CRV, my plush body decorated with a pink tulle tutu.
It was your turn. You ecstatically skipped up onto the stage, holding me out for the world to see.
A few kids giggled.
Your smile faltered.
It didn't seem appealing to talk about your family anymore. Other kids had talked about their grandparents, their presents, their pets.
Not about stuffed animals.
And just like that, your speech changed.
Suddenly I was a stuffed animal that you had created from stuffing and cloth with the help of Aileen.
2.
Your story was a wonderful bunch of lies, but it got your classmates' attention and respect. You became the popular girl, and everyone either loved you or hated you.
Your first two lies had pronounced your rank in the class.
And you would do anything to keep it that way.
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