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rynabarnesrogers: crumplelush: cumaeansibyl: voidbat: katdensetsu: redscudery: saunteringvaguelydownwards: decemberpaladin: sizvideos: Video I love how she almost drops it until she smells it and that flashbulb memory hits. “Real isn’t how you are made,” said the Skin Horse. “It’s a thing that happens to you. When a child loves you for a long, long time, not just to play with, but REALLY loves you, then you become Real … Generally, by the time you are Real, most of your hair has been loved off, and your eyes drop out and you get loose in the joints and very shabby. But these things don’t matter at all, because once you are Real you can’t be ugly, except to people who don’t understand.” ― Margery Williams, The Velveteen Rabbit Notice she says “who” it was and not “what” it was. Im crying sobbing and clutching my stuffed lion i have slept with nearly every night for 33 years. i can’t fathom being separated from him long enough to not recognize him on sight, but if you blindfolded me and held up things to smell, i’d know him just as quickly and as hard as she did. Video link is broken so here it is on YouTube, and I was already sniffling but then I saw this in the comments: “The teddy bear was given to Jessica’s mother as a baby shower gift. After a long life, the bear was no more than part of head and a torn apart body with no stuffing. After a month of research and scouring through 10,000 vintage teddy bears online, Jessica’s fiancee was finally able to obtain the missing pieces of the bear, and had have him brought back to life at the local Teddy Bear Hospital.“ So that’s why she didn’t recognize him – he’d been so damaged that they had to reconstruct him. And now I’m crying even harder. That man put in a monumental effort to obtain her actual childhood bear for her. He’s a keeper Excuse me while I go cry in a corner. -- source link