When I was little I had a horse back riding accident. My family and friends brought me balloons, flowers, and toys. But my favorite gift was a soft, fluffy bear. The minute I saw him my heart stopped, and his big brown eyes engulfed me. I knew his name must be Stuffy (don’t judge me I was six). When I played with him I could be anything: a pirate, a queen, or Alice in Wonderland. That bear has been my best friend since that day forward. He helped me through hard choices, bad days, and lifted me up when I fell down.