February 26, 2009

Show, don't tell.

There's nothing more soothing than clutching my arms around soft tan fur when the lights go out and everything around me creaks and moans, as if there are spirits haunting the hallowed halls. I can hug it, and with its two arms and two legs, its almost as if it hugs me back. It is a security blanket and a best friend, something a girl should never live without. When my eyes adjust to the light I know that no matter what happens I can always look down and find a pair of chocolate brown eyes staring up at me. Sometimes, even though I know that they're just half -spheres of glass, I swear I can see sympathetic emotion in the eyes. With a smile plastered on its face, it never waivers in its positive attitude. Yes, no matter how loud the floorboards creak or how loud the plumbing buckles, it will always stay calm and still, the surest form of security and comfort.

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