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Teddy Ruxpin, Child Murderer (Kasey)
I am almost certain that everyone has at least one traumatizing memory from their childhood- a memory that has been repressed in an attempt to cease the nightmares, one that has instilled an irrational fear into the depths of their soul- or maybe it is just me. I was fortunate enough to be reminded of said memory when I came into work this morning. Occasionally, there is this woman that comes in the office with her most adorable little girl. Much the same as previous instances, the woman asked me to watch her daughter for three minutes while she went to her car to retrieve a forgotten item. Under normal circumstances, I wouldn't even consider this an inconvenience, however these circumstances were far from normal... As the little girl climbed into the chair in front of my desk, I glanced up to see the most evil of all creatures clutched tightly in her arms-

TEDDY RUXPIN!!!
I know, I know, it is absurd for a 21 year old woman to be frightened by a talking teddy bear... but please, read my story before you judge me...

I was about four years old, and Teddy Ruxpin was my best friend in the whole world. Each night when my mother would tuck me into bed I would press the button on Teddy's back and he would tell me a story of his adventures as I drifted off to sleep. Oh but one night, Teddy crossed over to the darkside... This night was much like all the others- I was snuggled beneath my Strawberry Shortcake comforter, and by the glow of my night light I pressed play. The moment his eyes opened and he spoke I immediately knew something was wrong- Teddy's voice had changed- it was deep and demonic. I will never forget the words that came out of his mouth- "As soon as you fall asleep I am going to kill you!!!!" I proceeded to pee all over myself as I ran screaming from the room.
As it turns out, my older brother had decided to take advantage of my nightly routine. He and one of his friends thought it would be a wonderful idea to switch the tape in my beloved bear with one they had made themselves. My mother attempted to convince me that Teddy wasn't REALLY going to kill me... Right. Try explaining that to a four year old girl who just had her life threatened by a stuffed bear. Teddy took a trip to Goodwill two days after the incident, and if I never see him again, it will be too soon.