This bear is very important to me because we i was 3 years old i got really sick. It started small at first, a little fever here and there but then, almost every day i was throwing up. And i vividly remember one night i was asleep peacefully when i suddenly woke up and threw up for almost 5 minutes strait. After that i stayed home from preschool. For weeks i was throwing up anything i ate or drank it was like my own personal living hell. Then one night after i had been puking my guts out my parents took my temperature and saw that it was 106! After that they rushed me to the ER. I remember being surrounded by ice packs but i was still sweating. A few days later they said that i had CANCER! But I didn’t in fact i had a duplicate urder that i had passed down from my mom. Every day i felt like a test subject because they would take my blood every day. And it was pretty traumatic the first time because the nurse that was taking my blood kept having to stab the needle into my arm because they couldn’t find my vein. I was still throwing up every day but it got better. Until one night where i got even worse. They had to put this strange liquid into me but i got better. The next day the hospital gave me presents and one of them was that bear! After that I cherished that bear. It was my whole everything. A few days later i got released from the hospital and had to take a medicine every day until they said that i was ok to stop! That same day i had that very same bear. 

– Frobitaille

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