My mum brought this big ted for me. I had this big ted when I was three years old.

My teddy bear was named by my Mum. She named it Isaiah. He was always there for me, when one of my family members died. I always go to him and lie down next to him. He makes me feel happy anytime I feel sad. After school I would always go to him and hug him. One Tuesday morning during 2016 Isaiah was gone. I went on my bed and thought about the good times I had with Isaiah. 

On my fourth birthday I got another bear. I then remembered where I left Isaiah. I left him at my cousins house. Four years later I shifted houses and I never saw Isaiah again.