“Do you ever feel like you’re being watched every night? Creepy monsters in the dark waiting till you sleep? Well do we have the thing for you! Introducing a Sleepy Buddy!
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Ever since that ad has played, many children appear to sleep with stuffed animals. Parents claim it works like a charm. It’s the brand new thing on a child’s Christmas wishlist. For some, it’s a blessing that their child gets a good nights rest. But not everyone can agree.
Jonathan and his roommate Thomas both were childless, as the two of them and their girlfriends decided not to have kids yet in case their relationship doesn’t last.
Jonathan was 23 year old man with brown hair and eyes. His girlfriend Mary was 24 year old woman with brunette hair and blue eyes. The two of them always made sure they wore protection. The times when they didn’t need to was the most fun they have since they didn’t have to worry about pulling it out. Having a bisexual boyfriend was the greatest in bed for Mary in her opinion.
Thomas was also 23 but he had brown hair and hazel eyes. His girlfriend was 22 with blond hair and blue eyes. They were both straight and rarely had sex compared to Jon and Mary. Sexting and masturbation was more of their thing, but they fuck once on a blue moon.
One day, Jonathan and Thomas were at the kitchen table, enjoying fresh pancakes, bacon, and eggs. The doorbell rang, but neither of them expected guests. “I’ll get it!” Jon said. He got up and walked to the door. Opening it up revealed a small box. It was one foot tall and three feet long. It had no delivery sticker anywhere. It was like someone dropped some random closed box on their doorstep.
“Who’s it from?”
“I don’t know! It’s just a box!”
“Well let’s open it outside! It’s probably one of those confetti prank traps that cause a mess!”
The two walk to their back yard. Jon opened up the package, ready for some confetti or flour to pop out. Instead, a warm scent of cinnamon and chocolate filled the air. Inside the box were three things. An old pacifier, a picture, and an extremely dirty and old stuffed dog. Thomas was confused, but noticed Jon’s face. He was shocked.
“What is it? It looks like some hand me down stuff for a toddler!”
John gently grabbed the stuffed animal. He looked all over it trying to find something. When he checked the tag on its rear end, he hugged the dog and began to cry.
“Woah! Dude! What the fuck happened?” Thomas noticed the photo. Picking it up, he could see two people at the beach. It was an old photo of some lady and a little boy. The boy had nothing but a diaper on, and he was hugging his stuffed animal tight. He sat in the lap of the woman, who was playing with his hair. He looked on the back of the photo which read: “Hawaii!June 2, 1999”
Looking closely, he noticed the similarities of the toddler and Jon. Other than the stuffed animal, they had the same chubby face and freckled cheeks. “Dude, is this your mom?”
Jon nodded as he continued crying. He wiped his tears and grabbed the photo. “The last photo we have of her and me. She died a few days later.”
“Oh damn, I’m sorry to hear that! You were what, three?”
“One actually. It was still traumatizing to deal with at that age. That little boy never understood that his dear mother wouldn’t come home ever again.”
Thomas picked up the old pacifier. It looked like a dog tore up the rubber, leaving just the mouth guard. “A fucking sick idea of a joke!” Jon exclaimed. Thomas looked at him. Anger filled the man’s eyes instead of sadness. “Mailing me this shit! They should have sent my mother’s head while they’re at it!”
“Dude, what’s gotten you like this? It’s just some old baby stuff of yours!”
“It’s the stuff I last had the night my mother died Thomas! This little guy has her stitching on the tag. Jon and Liz inside a heart. It was her sign of love! It also smelt like the last thing she cooked for me! Her famous chocolate and cinnamon cookies!”
“So this brought back bad memories huh?”
“Basically! I lost Goldie the same night I lost my mother, so seeing him all repaired and brand new hurts.”
“Well let’s go inside! You can put Goldie on your bed. He can wait while we finish breakfast!” Thomas suggested. The two walked back inside. Jon did what his friend suggested and placed the stuffed dog on the bed. He pulled out his phone to show his father and have him figure out who did it, but something was wrong. His phone was bigger than usual. Actually, his entire room was bigger. Looking around, it was like he shrank down.
To Jon’s surprise, he was wearing goofy clothes as if he was a child. No, he was wearing clothes BECAUSE he was a child. He had became a little boy again!