Spilled Quill

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First love

It was my seventh birthday when I first saw him, sitting at the bottom shelf wearing a pink crop top that said 'love me forever' and in that moment, I knew it was him I'd want.

You and papa bought it for me as a present so that your space in my bed wouldn't be empty and I could pretend I was sleeping beside you. I was okay with it because I loved him at first sight. I named him Peanuts because the pink ranger from the Power Ranger series had a stuffed toy named Peanuts who looked just like him. He was my first love and my knight in shining crop top who saved me from the monsters who lived in the closet and under my bed. I promised him that I'd love him forever.

But, as the years went by, Peanuts started to worn out but I still didn't care; my love for him was still the same. One day, his ear teared up and I cried and told you to fix it, but you told me to stop crying over a 'toy'. That was the day I learned how to sew and stitch. Day by day he would start tearing up and I would sew him back but I never gave up on him.

One evening after my afternoon nap, we all went to a bookstore. On our way back to home, the garbage bin that was outside of our house had a black garbage bag in it which was torn in half. And it was then, when I saw him lying on the side of the road covered in dirt. I ran to pick him up but you stopped me and pulled me towards our home. I cried and cried and begged you to bring him back but you told me that it had worn out and and I'm not young anymore to be playing with a stuffed toy. It was heart-breaking to even think that I'd lost him forever when I promised him that I would love him forever. It was heart-rending which left my heart bruised for years. It's been years mom and I still miss him. But whenever I think about what you did, there's only one thing my heart wants to know. Why mom?   ~ Zee