The first stuffed bear I got was in my teen. It was pink and the same size as Mr. Bean’s stuffed bear.
At the age of 18, I started dating (yeah, another fact) and since then all I got from my boyfriend was stuffed bear. Maybe it was a general idea that girls like stuffed bear. I don’t know.
If they truly knew me then they would know that I appreciated books.
Early this year, I donated all of my stuffed bear except the pink one. It was my first and it is a part of me.
Funny that I don’t remember how they look like. Well it is a stuffed bear but it did have a distinct look that differentiates it.
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