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Loneliness is always searching for a friend.

I feel the ache, the uneasiness in the air but I know not why I feel so. New people, new experiences. Everything is such a novelty but somehow, you always have to be reminded of something familiar before you actually appreciate the differences or similarities between the old and the new.

I thought I had found that something familiar, a link to the past and life back home but it was only a mirage. I had a dream the other day. A teddy bear spoke to me and said: "You are my friend and I will keep you company." We spoke of things both close to our hearts and out of this universe; I felt so at ease joking and talking. Then the night was wiped away and the day came and my teddy bear disappeared. Not a trace of the comfort was left.

Every night, I am in that dream talking and laughing with that special teddy bear. Then every morning, I am robbed of this "baby blanket" by 2 people. I know not who or what they are but they are human because only humans can be this cruel to hurt another species of man. Sitting in the corner or walking alone with the breeze and scenery as my only companion, I keep dreaming of the day when my teddy bear would appear.

Today, I thought I saw teddy. I caught a slight glimpse of him but that was all. When I had tried to search for teddy again, I saw everything but teddy. Maybe it was because of last night's dream? Last night's dream was an especially good one about teddy. Although we didn't speak much, teddy made me laugh. What was so special about that was that I felt safe and secure. There was no hint of falseness or malice. We were safe from the 2 humans.

I hope teddy comes again. I feel real alone now. I need to laugh or smile even, just one genuine smile or laugh would make my day. Teddy, come soon!

*p.s: I am not going crazy
**p.p.s: if you are really worried that I may be going crazy, blame it on the history assignment.