Shopping for a bear

My favorite thing to do as a kid was shopping for a bear

It didn’t matter if it was at a mall or winning it at a fair

They always looked soft and comforting like they were made with love

Every Time I saw one, it was like it was sent for me from above

But then one night as I was out at the mall

This purple dinosaur bear gave me a call

But this time was different, it didn’t feel the same

The eyes seemed to glisten like it was playing a game

I didn’t feel safe or feel it filled with love and kindness

I could have sworn I felt hatred and darkness

But I was just a kid and I didn’t know otherwise

So I picked it up anyway and started to glide

I was halfway to my mom when I felt a sharp pain

There was a bite mark on my wrist deep into my vein

I started to scream and cry as my mom made her way towards me

But then her eyes got wide and screamed as she backed away slowly

I didn’t understand what was wrong as I looked down at the bear

I thought she was backing away because she didn’t care

But that’s when I saw it as it started to grow taller

That was when my mom started to cry and hollar

I lost my mom that day as she gotten eaten right there

And now I will never go shopping for a rotten bear