Once upon a time, there was a cute little Teddy bear. He was soft and fuzzy, his name was Ted. He was owned by a little five year old girl. She loved her Teddy.

One day the girl watched a scary cartoon. After watching it she became afraid of Teddy and threw him away, in fear that his head would explode. That night... When the clock struck 12... And there was a mighty storm raging, a noise came from outside and woke the girl. She sat up, afraid. She looked around and saw lightning flash outside... Suddenly there was a scraping noise coming from outside. Thunder boomed. She heard the back door open. It slammed closed. She was frightened. She hugged her new stuffed animal, a bright green dragon. She heard a sudden moaning outside her door. She was about to cry. Then her mother opened the door and turned on the light. She heard her daughter and figured she was afraid of the storm and wanted to check up on her. She let the little girl know it was okay and left the room again, going to her own room to sleep.

Moments later there was a dragging noise, and creaking on the stairs. Suddenly, the door burst open! There it was. Ted. His arm was missing and one of his eyes was stitched over. There was a rip down the front of him, where stuffing should have been coming out but instead a steady stream of blood and veins fell to the floor, the rapid beating heart clearly visible. The girl screamed. She couldn't move, paralyzed from fright. The little bear stepped closer, laughing maniacally. In his remaining hand was a gleaming object dripping with a red liquid. He threw the knife at the girl, her arm coming clean off. She howled in pain as the knife ripped through muscle and stuck in the wall behind her. Ted climbed up onto the bed...

"Remember me..?" The stitching in his eye came undone, and a trickle of blood flowed out. His breath smelled of death on her nose. "I used to be your favorite..." He ripped the knife out of the wall and lunged at her, repeatedly stabbing her chest. With each puncture in her body masses of organs became visible, blood spewed in all directions. When a hole large enough was created, he slipped his hand through the cavity and pulled out her large intestine, and twisted it around her neck, pulling tightly, laughing as her screams became inaudible. Her breathing died down a little. Before he lost the chance to cause more unbearable pain and suffering he grabbed the knife once more. It came down hard in her lower abdomen and he hooked it upwards, pulling it along her body towards her throat. She screamed in agony. At last he pushed the ribcage apart an took hold of her heart, delicately cradling it and ripped it out. He finished carving her up inside and proceeded to shove the dead heart down her throat. He took a heap of blood in his hand and matted it into her hair. He then stitched one of her eyes closed. Once finished, he threw the dragon on the floor and hurled the bloody knife into it. He then lied down with the girl and carefully placed the one arm she had over him. "I will never be replaced... Or forgotten..."