Soft, fluffy, white, and torn these are the words I use to describe my blanket. My teddybear. I got this bear when I was born, my grandma Cookie got it for me. This bear has been slept with every night since then. I has a bear head with a blanket body. It has a little heart in the left corner of it. The bear has blue eyes. This bear has so many stains on it due to the fact it is white. But I still love it and it means a lot because of my grandma getting it for me.

This blanket has been everywhere with me. I dont sleep without it. The fabric on the bear is torn and all balled up because of it getting washed so often.