#two stuffed animals

[sugarfreefairy]

“what’s in your bag?”

me: only the essentials

[rivers-for-me]

TWO STUFFED ANIMALS

When i was 7, i got two dog plushies. The brown one was my best friend who had a name, and slept in my arms every night. He made me feel safe, and i could lay all my childish love on him.

But i feared the white one. I tried to hide it, and hold him in my arms too, so he wouldn't sense my weakness. But most the time i simply couldn't, i wasn't able to hold such evil to my heart. So i tried to hide my fear and please the white dog, like a god. Before big events i always held him next to the brown one, like we try to please the god of death, so he doesn't take our lover.