I noticed-
An old friend, upside down, feet pointing towards his face and smashed (delicately) in the corner of my bed. Black beady eyes were scratched in the center, from years of being tossed around and thrown in the general direction of an older sister, who swore she would tell mom, but never did.
His name was Rufus, named by my father when I was only moments old.
Twenty-two years later, I realized that he was only a teddy bear-- a stuffed animal, a toy for a child to play with and grow out of.
My heart sunk, deep to my toes. I betrayed a best friend-- a companion who helped me through every summer camp, sleep over, and break up-- and soaked up more tears than my parents knew I cried.
He watched me, loyally, with faded black eyes and peachy-white fur that had softened with age. I apologized, silently, though he already knew. I reached out a trembling hand and clutched onto his paw, dragging him close to me. I held on tight, as I let him ease me to sleep.
An old friend, upside down, feet pointing towards his face and smashed (delicately) in the corner of my bed. Black beady eyes were scratched in the center, from years of being tossed around and thrown in the general direction of an older sister, who swore she would tell mom, but never did.
His name was Rufus, named by my father when I was only moments old.
Twenty-two years later, I realized that he was only a teddy bear-- a stuffed animal, a toy for a child to play with and grow out of.
My heart sunk, deep to my toes. I betrayed a best friend-- a companion who helped me through every summer camp, sleep over, and break up-- and soaked up more tears than my parents knew I cried.
He watched me, loyally, with faded black eyes and peachy-white fur that had softened with age. I apologized, silently, though he already knew. I reached out a trembling hand and clutched onto his paw, dragging him close to me. I held on tight, as I let him ease me to sleep.
