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There it lay at the corner of the old shed, all ruffled and scorned. One arm missing, a blue button eye gone. The dark brown stitches split and the cotton stuffing protruding and torn. Once a proud and true friend of a little boy name Timmy. Warm and snuggled in his little three year old arms every night, when the lamp was turned down dimly. The sky turned black, the lightening flashed and the thunder clashed. From out of the blacken sky came a freight-train sound, then a tremendous crash. Years later, all that is left… little Timmy’s tiny Teddy Bear laying in the trash.
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