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When I was ten years old, I loved stuffed animals. I loved them so much I had more than thirty of them. But I will never get another stuffed animal again. Why? Here's the story.
 
When I was ten years old, I loved stuffed animals. I loved them so much I had more than thirty of them. But I will never get another stuffed animal again. Why? Here's the story.
 
One day, me and my dad were at the store. I got honor roll on my report card, so he told me he'd let me pick out a stuffed animal to add to my collection as a prize. So, while I was looking on the shelves of assorted stuffed animals, a certain one caught my eye. It was sitting in a corner, away from all the other stuffed animals. When I went up closer, I noticed it was a beautiful, hand-knitted golden retriever plush. It had silky fur and was very huggable, but the only thing that kind of creeped me out about it was its button eyes. Those soulless eyes, staring up at me.
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And I've had that dog ever since I remembered. I have a powerful bond with her. I still believe the spirit of the stuffed dog lurks around the house I live in, seeking revenge.....
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