Knighted TeddyBear

I was surrounded by imaginary friends, well to clarify, all of my stuffed animals were my saviors.

They would not save me just from monsters in my room, in the closet, under the bed, in my dreams, but the tree whose branch would tap on my window throughout the night, the shadows guarding the bathroom during the midnight pee run, or the spiders that would try to find a home in the crack in the wall.

They put up with the obligatory tea party, the trip to the imaginary doctor getting the crayon shot what wouldn’t wash off, and the tears and snot from being tortured by an older brother; all without complaint.

The word ‘friend’ is an understatement; they were my family.

teddy bear

If you know who I can credit for this image, please let me know, it captured my heart.

http://www.deviantart.com/print/681483/ print above is by Begemott (thank you loupmojo)

Daily post question:Many of us had imaginary friends as young children. If your imaginary friend grew up alongside you, what would his/her/its life be like today? (Didn’t have one? write about a non-imaginary friend you haven’t seen since childhood.)

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17 thoughts on “Knighted TeddyBear

  1. Pingback: Daily Prompt: Imaginary Friend | tnkerr-Writing Prompts and Practice

  2. I was just telling someone how I lined my stuffed animals up between me and the attic closet. Smallest to biggest. To protect me from the monsters. 🙂 I look forward to reading your stories. 🙂

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  3. This is too cute! Wish I had the chance to sleep with my stuffed toys too as a little girl. My mom insisted I keep them in a glass cabinet so they won’t get dirty and won’t trigger asthma. I can imagine you in your room filled with teddy heroes as a little girl and I’m just envious! LOL😅

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    • I loved each and every single one as if they were truly my hero and best friend. I can only hope they have not been thrown away. I am sorry for your asthma condition which did not allow for a Knight of your own; but sounds as if you may not have needed one.

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