Jake

Every night, she hugged her favorite stuffed animal — a soft bear with warm button eyes — close to her chest and whispered secrets into its fuzzy ear.I wish he liked me back,” she murmured into the darkness, thinking of her crushUnbeknownst to her, as the moonlight slipped through her curtains, the bear stirred. Its stitches loosened, fur shimmered, and her crush — the real boy with the same eyes and quiet smile — emerged in silence.He never said a word. Just held her, gently, protectively, until dawn came to stitch him back into cotton and fluff.She always woke up feeling safe, never knowing why.