Thursday, April 11, 2024

The Stuffed Animal, by Z.D.

He sits on a shelf, all by himself, watching his only friend. They would sit and play most of the day many ages ago...Now he just sits as he watches her forget that very first friend..

Little did he know that when she grew up and old, the times got rough and the going got tough, but she always held close her very first friend. 

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Anonymous said...

Oh this is a precious one

May 29, 2024 at 11:40 AM

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