My teddy was always here, she always hugged me and always wiped my tears away.
It was their when I was going through painful times.
It always protected me from my nightmares, it protected me from danger when I grab it.
I brought it every were. So it could protect me from scary, dark things.
My parents... my family hated my teddy.
One day they took it away. Destroyed it, murder it... they took my only friend...
I cried... I cried, I fell to the floor on my knees, screamed for mercy for them.
They didn't care, they wanted to see me suffer, see my tears... se me 𝓓𝓲𝓮.