The Day After Christmas
The little grey Teddy Bear sat in the back corner of the long shelf, wistfully watching the employees clean up and put away the Christmas decorations. He didn’t really mind that he hadn’t been chosen…
The little grey Teddy Bear sat in the back corner of the long shelf, wistfully watching the employees clean up and put away the Christmas decorations. He didn’t really mind that he hadn’t been chosen…
Something moved. I sat up slowly, afraid that abruptly stirring the murky darkness might give life to my fears, and looked around. Were my eyes playing tricks on me? There was nothing but the pitch…
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