Dying Breath

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When Dora was around 16 her rapidly growing family finally decided to move to a new home. She spent her entire life in the old house and was very fond of it. As you would expect, they spent a lot of time fondly remembering things they used to do in the house as they were packing everything up.


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At some point she decided to go into the downstairs closet with a flashlight and read, something she used to do when she was younger to get some peace and quiet.

Now, this was one of those deep closets that goes under the stairs. It went back around 8 feet and then had a left turn into a very low, maybe 3 foot high space. This space was largely occupied by a mountain of old blankets and stuffed animals. Of course, this is the most fluffy spot to sit and read.

About an hour of reading, she shifted a little to get comfortable and she heard a low, slow, warped, hoarse voice say:

"You always make me happy".

She jolted up, hit her head on the low ceiling, and practically broke the door down trying to get out.

After hyperventilating and explaining to her family why there was no color left on her face, she went back to see what it was. It was her stuffed little bear from when she was 3 or 4 years old. She happened to lean on it just right, pressing his belly.

When she pressed his stomach again,nothing! No sound!. This poor bear she hadn't played with since she was a toddler used the last of its power, used its dying breath to tell her that she made it happy.

"You make me happy too, little bear". She said,

When you're not making me piss on myself.


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She jolted up, hit her head on the low ceiling, and practically broke the door down trying to get out.

The bear must have scared the hell out of her, lol.
I love your story.


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The bear must have scared the hell out of her

Literally! 😅

I love your story.

Well thank you :)


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Such a lovely story, I believe she must have been scared to hear such voice because I know she wasn't expecting expecting it, do when she finds out that she makes the bear happy I think that will give her a soft mind and smile, anyways such a beautiful story


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Portions of your writing do not appear to be original. Your text appears to originate from the following article that was posted sometime in October 24, 2016: 16 Insanely Creepy True Stories That Will Keep You Glued To Your Screen Against Your Will

I have listed examples below, but there are others. Are you the author of the referenced article?

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Now, this was one of those deep closets that goes under the stairs. It went back around 8 feet and then had a left turn into a very low, maybe 3 foot high space. This space was largely occupied by a mountain of old blankets and stuffed animals. Of course, this is the most fluffy spot to sit and read.Quote CatalogNow, this is one of those deep closets that goes under the stairs; it went back around 8 feet and then had a left turn into a very low maybe 3 foot high space. This space was largely occupied by a mountain of old blankets and stuffed animals. Of course, this is the most fluffy spot to sit and read.
About an hour of reading, she shifted a little to get comfortable and she heard a low, slow, warped, hoarse voice say: "You always make me happy". She jolted up, hit her head on the low ceiling, and practically broke the door down trying to get out.Quote CatalogAbout an hour in I shift a little to get comfortable and I hear a low, slow, warped, hoarse voice say "you always make me happy". I flipped my shit, hit my head on the low ceiling, and practically broke the door down getting out.
After hyperventilating and explaining to her family why there was no color left on her face, she went back to see what it was. It was her stuffed little bear from when she was 3 or 4 years old. She happened to lean on it just right, pressing his belly.Quote CatalogIt was my stuffed Little Bear from when I was 3 or 4 years old that I happened to lean on juuuuust right to press his belly. When I pressed his stomach again though, nothing. This poor bear I hadn't played with since I was a toddler used the last of it's power, used it's dying breath to tell me I made it happy.

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For real?

Please accept my sincere apologies, I should have run a plagiarism checker on this before publishing, it's actually a paid work, I guess I got played and plagiarism was presented.

Please apply a downvote to remove the rewards as though no credits were given to the original author.


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Trust me, your response makes a difference. I don't recall a past event with you. I understand it was a paid article you didn't screen through. It happens.

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Please check through other posts and do the same if found plagiarized, for the past one week I've been really busy and I hired someone to maintain my blog, I didn't expect this from her since she's actually a good writer herself.

Thank you...


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