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As a child, I had some teddy bears. Grey, blue, green, all colors. But then you grow older, and as a boy, those cuddly stuffed animals lose their appeal to you. A man’s harsh fate, to have to wander around the world without a teddy. I remember how dad once gave me these plastic cars, and asked if I wasn’t getting old for stuffed animals. Mother probably shook her head at him. But his cars didn’t miss their purpose. The teddies all ended up in the closet. Then in a bag on the attic. And I have no idea where they are now. All gone. The personifications of my early childhood. Of those days when dad used to ask me what I’d be when I had grown up. I was never able to reply, I had no idea. I just enjoyed my plastic little shiny cars.
Fourteen I was, when I met her. She was a year younger than me. In high school, learning things to become the answer to the question my father always asked me. Although I still had no idea. Walking through the halls between classes, I noticed her by her ginger-colored hair. Drew my attention like a lighthouse beacons lost ships. She walked by, at a normal pace, chattering and giggling with her friends. It must have been her smile that did it, or how she pushed her glasses back with one hand, to avoid looking into my eyes. At her bag tangled a little teddy bear. A grey one like I used to have. For a few minutes I stared at the empty hall after she had turned around the corner. Like a lost ship at sea I arrived late in the harbor of class.
It took me weeks before I dared talking to her. It was on a rainy morning, that fate took it’s grasp on me. I was running late for school, and due to the rain not looking in front of me. As you can guess, I bumped right into her and we both fell on the ground. I tasted the rain, while I was gasping at what had happened. She shook her head, and apologized to me. Her face showed a red color. Then she ran on, into the gate and onto the playground. Disappeared in a door. On the ground before me lay a small grey teddy bear. Attached to a broken chain. I picked it up and hid it in the pocket of my shirt.
No single lesson did I learn that day. Blackboards were written full and wiped clean again without me noticing it. Images of a grey teddy prevented my eyes reading anything. Diagrams that were drawn all turned into a bear. Biology lessons were all about bears. Art class was about the color red. After school, I saw her again. Since I wasn’t paying any attention to my friends, they had all left me alone since class had ended. So I found myself standing still and alone when I reached the gate. Students were running back and forth, riding bikes, heading home. One girl was not. With her head and eyes aimed at the ground, she strolled at the side of the street. Looking left and right. With both hands she rubbed her face, and walked slowly, head won, to a bench nearby. There she sat, and hid her face in the velvet of her bag on her knees. In the pocket of my shirt, something itched, and I knew what to do.
“Is this what you were looking for?” She startled and looked at me. Red was a color that changed place that day. Now it was in her eyes. Eyes which suddenly showed a sparkle when she saw what I held in my hand before her.
“Teddy!” she shouted. Quickly she wiped under her eye with a hand, and took the little grey bear with the other.
That’s how I met her. Since that day, we were nearly inseparable. Every day after class we met. We ran around together, walked each other home, and talked about everything. I had never dared to ask why the teddy meant so much to her, but I knew it was important for her. We grew up, and we grew towards each other as friends. She was always there when I needed a shoulder to cry on. I was there when she got upset about failing English class. We were there, when we needed it.
Prom was the epitome of our friendship. It was a wonderful evening. We had danced, and I wanted to tell her. But I couldn’t. She was leaving, for a university far away. I’d hardly see her again, and I knew it would be too hard for us both. We just enjoyed the evening of the last dance. Music was played, but hardly heard. Later that evening, we sat on that same bench again. Looking at the stars, and I found myself wishing for a shooting star. So I could do a wish that would be granted. None came.
“I want to give you something.” she said. She opened her velvet purse, and took out the little teddy. “I want you to have it, so you’ll never forget how much you’ve meant to me.” I took a deep breath, and stared at the little grey bear that smiled at me. She held it in her hands in front of me. I took her hands, and closed them around the teddy.
“I can’t take it. You keep it and remember the day I gave it back to you.” She smiled, and kissed me on the forehead. Then her father arrived, and took her away from me. She took teddy with her, to always have him around. That moment, I knew the answer to my father’s question. I closed my eyes, and took a step into the past again. The mind’s eye theatre never fails in that. I saw again how he asked what I wanted to be when I grew up, and I replied to him for the first time.
“I want to be a teddy.”


For Linney, holder of teddies
A story about teddy bears and their consequences.

Dedicated to my dear friend Linney :)
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ClaireMax Featured By Owner Oct 4, 2013  Hobbyist General Artist
Awww...
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sampea Featured By Owner Jun 8, 2012
Cute!
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Yveske Featured By Owner Jun 15, 2012
^^ thank you
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sampea Featured By Owner Jun 16, 2012
anytime
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l33t4ng3l Featured By Owner Jun 30, 2011
this is beautiful, i stumbled upon it and im so glad i did
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Roxora419 Featured By Owner Jun 15, 2010  Hobbyist Traditional Artist
Wow. This is well written. I especially like the intro, it flows into the story perfectly. Everything matches.
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AkatsukiChild Featured By Owner Mar 4, 2010
Aw, I was about to cry when I read the ending, such a sweet story. :love:

From now on, I'll take even better care of my plushies! :D
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Caffiene-dono Featured By Owner May 7, 2008  Hobbyist General Artist
That was so touching. I'm impressed. I have a teddy bear that was mine since I was 6, and I never went anywhere without it. I give you 5 stars for this heartbreaking story. :star::star::star::star::star:
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Yveske Featured By Owner May 17, 2008
thank you very much. =)
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Caffiene-dono Featured By Owner May 17, 2008  Hobbyist General Artist
you're welcome ^^
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anime-elmo Featured By Owner Nov 23, 2007
ohh man call me over emotional but i am about to cry!!! you have a beautiful writing style and the story is amazing.... did this really happen?
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Nika-Tori Featured By Owner Sep 11, 2007
*has tears in her eyes* THat is such so CUTE! x~x too cute i start to cry.. I want to be a teddy too! x~x :heart: :+fav:
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shadowtailmon Featured By Owner Mar 18, 2007
that was so touching
i luv teddy bears but i lost two of my favorite one in the outside world TT______TT
i'm on my third favorite that has stayed the longest no matter where i bring it
*was claim shoplifting at the mall*
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Yveske Featured By Owner Mar 19, 2007
Thank you :)
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ChristinaValentine Featured By Owner Nov 24, 2006
That was SOOOOOO!!!!!!! cute!!!!! I too used to have a teddy bear, it was a yellow teddy bear. It truly was a good one. Yes, bravo.
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Yveske Featured By Owner Nov 28, 2006
Thank you :aww:
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Maria87 Featured By Owner Nov 4, 2006
It's not quite romance, but it's a really, really well written story! Great idea :)
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Yveske Featured By Owner Nov 5, 2006
Thank you :)
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linaeria Featured By Owner Oct 28, 2006   Photographer
This is simply stunning :)
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Yveske Featured By Owner Oct 29, 2006
Thank you :) How did you end up on this story, btw?
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linaeria Featured By Owner Oct 29, 2006   Photographer
Oh, haha. I'm sorry ^^; I clicked random deviation.
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Yveske Featured By Owner Oct 30, 2006
Hehe, don't be sorry, I was just curious :)
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ScorpioWaterAngel Featured By Owner Sep 23, 2006
That's so adorable. What a wonderful piece. :)
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Yveske Featured By Owner Sep 23, 2006
Thank you :aww:
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ScorpioWaterAngel Featured By Owner Sep 28, 2006
np! :)
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angel-gone-mental Featured By Owner Sep 22, 2006
Wow. Once again your stories never cease to amaze me :)
I'm not sure what happened to my teddies. I don't think I had many as a kid.
I still have one though, and your story reminded me of it.
Beautifully written, it has a lovely, poetic feeling about it. I must fave it :D
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Yveske Featured By Owner Sep 23, 2006
Thank you :aww:
I've had quite some as a kid, but they're all gone now. Hold on to that teddy you have !
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Mantisss Featured By Owner Sep 19, 2006
This brought tears to my eyes. Extremely well written.
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Yveske Featured By Owner Sep 19, 2006
Thank you :aww:
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Crimson-Envy Featured By Owner Sep 17, 2006
aww that is soo sweet. All my teddy bears ended up in my closet and then the garage... i hope they don't dissapear ^^
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Yveske Featured By Owner Sep 18, 2006
Make sure they don't, then ;) And thanks for reading :)
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fimsy Featured By Owner Sep 15, 2006
That is such a beautiful story i'm getting emotional :happycry:
Wonderful descriptions, emotive words and the way you express human feelings is so perfect.
And it takes alot to make me emotional.
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Yveske Featured By Owner Sep 15, 2006
Thank you for reading :aww: Glad you enjoyed it :)
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wyldhoney Featured By Owner Sep 14, 2006  Hobbyist Writer
Great... now I want to be a teddybear again...
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Yveske Featured By Owner Sep 14, 2006
That's one of the reasons I wrote this, too :p
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tillytilly Featured By Owner Sep 12, 2006   Writer
that's so sweet....
i love the way you write ^___^
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Yveske Featured By Owner Sep 12, 2006
Thank you :)
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tillytilly Featured By Owner Sep 12, 2006   Writer
You're welcome :)
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Zandaa Featured By Owner Sep 11, 2006   Digital Artist
everyone has something like the teddy, something precious... very beautiful Yves, I'm speechless :|...
Teddies for teh win! I still have mine :paranoid: and I'm never going to get rid of it...
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Yveske Featured By Owner Sep 11, 2006
We all do indeed. And don't you ever get rid of your teddy :aww:

Thanks for reading and commenting :)
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Zandaa Featured By Owner Sep 12, 2006   Digital Artist
I'll never get rid of it :paranoid: noone knows what that means to me...
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Junipersweet Featured By Owner Sep 11, 2006  Professional General Artist
*takes a deep breath* We all have something with teddies... I had so many of them, and I have never let go. I had promised it to them. :) Though there is one that means almost that much to me as the person who gave it.....

Beautiful story, I have the feeling there is less hidden in this one, I don't know why, maybe I just think it's more simple than other ones, and maybe it's that what makes people like this so much. And it's written poetic :) with fantasy, for me it's a link to childhood, such creative .. uuh... 'vergelijkingen'

"I want to be a teddy" reminds me of your story "vallende steren". People, and more often, children, want to be things they can't be. I remember a movie in which a girl wanted to be an apricot pie! :D I wanted to be a fairy... I cried so much because I couldn't :p hihihihii aaah, childhood memories.

But, do you have a teddy ? :)
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Yveske Featured By Owner Sep 11, 2006
vergelijkingen = comparisations :p
Anyway, enough English lessons for today.
Ah yes, you're on of the few that's read "Vallende Sterren" (still not translated it, lazy me :shakefist: )
I think there could be a lot in this story, depends on what you're looking for. It could be the hidden message of someone who just wants to be happy with someone else, and doesn't want anything more in life (ergo not knowing what he wants to be). It could be just a romantic thought. It could be a sad story about saying goodbye to your teenage love whom you never told anything. It could be about childhood, and wanting to be a toy that has just as little worries as the little kid that has them.
And no, I don't have teddies anymore. I just want to be one :aww:

Thank you for reading and your lovely comment :)
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Junipersweet Featured By Owner Sep 12, 2006  Professional General Artist
Thank you for the English lesson! ^^

Hmm, yes, that's true.... one can never know what is truly hidden in a story, a poem, a painting... even a smile... mysteries of life :) (:p)

Maybe you are a teddy for someone else ;)

You're welcome!
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Yveske Featured By Owner Sep 12, 2006
hah, maybe I am. That's for me to know... ;p
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ahollowvoice Featured By Owner Sep 11, 2006
*wipes a single tear from his eye* far more sweet and innocent than your other work. But that didn't take away from your ability to strike the anvil of the heart with great weight in the closing lines, revealing all to the reader. Absolutely gorgeous work. "Drew my attention like a lighthouse beacons lost ships." Was a bit of poetry that makes me feel like writing. Lovely, lovely work Yves. Don't ever let your pen collect dust, or at the least write these stories somewhere in your heart or somewhere where they won't be forgotten. This is a work that could change a child's nightmares to dreams spoken by the calm words of a parent, or in the intended case, make someone with ginger hair feel deservedly special and loved. Outstanding work. I remain, however humbly, your greatest fan.
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Yveske Featured By Owner Sep 11, 2006
:aww:
The day my pen will collect dust, is the day the museum it'll be in will realize it's time to hire a new cleaning lady :lol:

Thank you Michael :) Your comments are always a great pleasure to read. Not many people take the time to type out such comments.
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ahollowvoice Featured By Owner Sep 11, 2006
not many people have my kind of time :) but I try and give earnest comments to work in short story form.
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