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Sounds... I hear them. The propeler spinning, turbine clutching, people chattering, and the wheels of the rolling cart in friction with the rug on the floor. I hear it, finally, I have awaken from my deep slumber. I opened my eyes and saw brownish hairy things. Then a hand from above took hold of me and gave me to a woman -- in return, the woman gave her cash. It was then I realized that I was in a plane being sold.

Time elapsed and I found myself at a door step, I was still with the woman. Then other beings came. They greeted her with smiles that could reach their ears. They must be her family, I thought to myself. Suddenly, the woman grabbed me and showed me to this girl that almost popped her eyes out when she first saw me. In the same way, I fell in love with this girl. She named my "Puchoo". The woman called her Julia, perhaps that is her name. She's a little old to be playing with dolls, if you ask me. But be that as it may, she loved me like her own.

From that day on, we spend our time enjoying. She has three other bears, a green one and a santa claus. When she leaves for school, I am left with the two of them. The bears and I kept spying on the people that lived in their home, or should I say, our home. There is this dog that they called "Buchoo". This dog is weird! I need not say more. One day, she brought me to school with her. I met her friends and they all liked me. When she returns, among the bears, it would be I who would be picked and spend the night with her. I loved it when she hugs me during sleep and even though her saliva stinks, I still feel loved. At times, when she can't sleep and the night falls as the dawn breaks, she cries. I do not understand. I wanted her to know that I am here, that I care. But she just could not see me. Other than that, I enjoyed my life with her, little did I know what would happen next.

As the months passed, she began to not care. She would leave me there would not play with me anymore. The woman took hold of me and placed me on the top of a cabinet. And for months I was unnoticed. Little webs started to form on me, the dust mites where all over me. The love I had once for her turned into anger. How could she forget me?! I guess, this was the part were the two other bears were right, I'll soon depreciate and she'll forget about me.

One day she took me. I was so glad. She washed me then placed me by her bed. I thought I could regain her but no. Now, I lay on the floor lifeless and full of prejudice. But the time we spent, the memories we made last until to this day and will never be forgotten. She loved me once, and that's enough for me.