So I like to think when we are children, our teddy-bears, stuffed animals, and toys take on physical forms of our imaginary friends... and that is where this one shot comes from.
I knew this day would come. The time where I now close my eyes for the last time. Not because I am dead or dying. Nothing that you did, don't think this is your fault. You grew up. It happens. We all know what happens, and we willingly allow ourselves to get attached to our human children. That is our purpose. We are your toys. We are made to make you happy. This is nothing you did. I sit on your bed, against the plush pillows as I always have. Only now I am unmoving, unable to speak, sing, or dance for you.
The Tooth Fairy was the first for you to stop trusting in. I saw her leave the last coin for your last baby tooth. The Easter Bunny was next. I watched him set up the last Easter Eggs you will ever hunt until you have children of your own, if you choose to. Santa was next. I watched him lay the last gifts he will give you under the tree as you slept on the couch, hoping to catch him to restore your faith in him. But you shouldn't have to see in order to believe. But you do. I watched as the other toys slowly became stiff as your imagination started to dwindle.
I watched as your imaginary friend faded away because you no longer needed her. Today was my last day. I felt the strain in your imagination as you tried to bring me to life. My movements were lively at first before slowly my joints became stiffer and stiffer and my voice became no more. I knew this day would come. You still talk to me, and I can hear you, but your imagination is lost.
Today is the day you grew up. You won't remember it. You won't recognize it. But I was your last token of childhood. I am grateful for that. I can remember the times we played and danced and sang. We would stay up late reading books, watching movies, and now I am just something that remains on your bed. I am grateful I mean enough to you that I will not disappear like the others. Today is the day. I'll be here when needed, but I have known since the beginning like all of us toys that this day would come. I had years with you while some had days.
I still keep watch at night over you, long after you have forgotten our adventures, I keep watch. I fight off the demons and monsters of the night. I keep you safe, because you are my Human... and I am your favorite toy. But my joints don't work as well as they used to, and sometimes your demons are far too dark and dangerous for even me to rescue you from. I sit patiently through the years, hearing you talk to me on occasion and sometimes I think I can answer as I feel the familiar pull of your imagination. But it isn't enough and I remain stiff, motionless, and voiceless.
Don't worry about me. Imagination is something many people seem to grow out of after Childhood. There may come a day... where you will see me dance, sing, and talk to you again, but for now. For now, my precious human child, it is time for me to go to sleep until the next time you call upon me with your imagination.
The adventures we went on will keep me busy in the years to come. But today is your day. Today is your day to become an adult. It might not be significant, but today is when you grew up, and while I'm sure my fur will be there to dry your tears in the years to come... i will still be there to make you smile.
I love you and always will, but it is time for you grow up, and I to go to sleep.