She got them out the cupboard and placed them onto the bed. All six stuff toys, all bears, all looking forward expect one. There was something about this bear. It was largest than the rest. But that wasn’t it. There was something else. It was staring at her. It was judging her. If only she could read its thoughts.
There was a buzzing from downstairs. The phone made this noise every time somebody wanted her. So she did what she was told. She followed the sound into the hall. She picked it up. But no one was there. She slammed it on the hook and went up as before.
She stopped at the entrance to her room. She noticed it. Something had changed. The sixth bear had gone, but where?