my father, the bear
I sleep with a teddy bear I’ve had since I was four- but I have to make sure its head is above the covers all night. My father used to go on long trips away from home, and I believed that his soul was leased to the stuffed animal while he was gone. I am always terrified that it will suffocate and subsequently my father will die.
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Aww.. that’s sweet. I always make sure my stuffed animals can breathe, although sometimes I squash them.
When I was little, I used to leave room in my bed for my guardian angel to sleep next to me.