I looked in the trash bin. I think that old lady thought I was a poor,
homeless person looking for food.
I searched all over the apartment. Under the bed. Under the sofa
In the bathroom. Where else can I look?
I ran down to the parking lot. It was an off chance, but maybe it was in
the car. Alas, not. Slowly, with heavy heart and dragging feet, I trudged back up
to the apartment. Maybe if I eat something... Yeah, right. Eat my sorrows away.
I open the refridgerator anticipating empty, cold calories.
"Teddy! How did you get in there?!?"
I pulled out the cold bear and my heart warmed.
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