Larse cries softly, as he cuddles his teddy bear, it was 3 in the morning, the poor boy has been crying for a few hours now, he is alone, he's around 15 years old, with no one to hug and love, but his teddy bear, people would find him strange and babyish for liking teddy bears, he was just a cuddle bug. "N-No one loves me..." He clutches tightly onto the teddy bear, he named Ace. His wet, soaking tears pour down onto Ace's hand, "i-I beg you Ace, c-come to life p-please!" He continues sobbing, as he slowly drifts into sleep, crying to sleep, leaving some tear marks on the pillow, One thing Larse didn't know was... That his wish would come true, tomorrow morning as he wakes up. - More to look forward to in story!!!