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ok....I'll admit it. I still have my teddy bear. I remember one time he was lost when i was like four i couldn't sleep forever. I had almost given up hope, and plundged into toddler depression when one day my mom picked me up from day care. the front door was open and I noticed a little tag sticking out from uner the seat. Was it?? yes it was!!! it was him, it was B. I. (pronounced bee eye) and i pulled it out and hugged and cried. He's waiting for me on my bed to come home from college.
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