It was a warm fall day with the fresh scent of turning leaves and the phrase “Happy Birthday!” being said over and over again. The date was September 2, 2011 and it was my first birthday. The party was bee themed even though my dad is very allergic to bee stings. A gift I had gotten was a pillow pet that looks like a bee. His name is Mr. Bizzy Bee and he has black and yellow stripes with a big red nose. This was and still is my favorite pillow. Its soft wings were velvety smooth and soothing to the touch. It smelt like sweet flower petals after washing, triggering loving memories. My sister also received a pillow pet, but for a different reason. Hers was a panda and she traded in her pacifier for it. It was not as cool as Mr. Bizzy Bee. The pillow has always been special to me, because my grandma has had to stitch it more than once. Her stitching holds together the worn fabric making its imperfections different and unique. I don't think I would ever be able to sleep without Mr. Bizzy Bee. He brings cozziness like a warm blanket and the familiar texture brings a warm glow to a dark day. Mr. Bizzy Bee is a very important item in my life because of the long journey he has been on and the many more to come. 

– Isis.P

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