On my fourth birthday my grandma had gave me a bear that was almost as big as I was. I remember how his fur was snow white and his black marble eyes sparkled. I named him Mr. Snuggles because he reminded me of the bear on the "snuggle" laundry detergent soap my mom would use. I slept with him every night. If I ever had a bad dream or was sad I would hide my face into his big furry stomach for relief. Even to this day, Mr. Snuggles sits in the chair next to my bed where I can see him daily. He now may be a creamy yellowish color but those marble eyes still shine.
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