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Not too long ago, a little brown teddy lived in Peter's room. Peter was a lovely boy, who was in year six in school. His little teddy, Teedy, had dark brown button eyes and a soft, brown pelt. He was Peter's favourite and was the only one allowed to sleep in his bed. Teddy was very happy that Peter took him to bed with him every evening, and Peter felt well protected when Teddy was with him.
One day, on a sunny morning, Teddy woke from a horrible nightmare. Sleepily he looked around the room. There was Peter who was sleeping sweetly, his eyes closed tightly. Teddy slowly rubbed his eyes and sat up. The small room, in which Peter and Teddy played all the time, was dipped in a soft yellow. The sun was shining happily through the window, and Teddy saw busy birds flying from left to right and right to left.
It was a lovely day, but Teddy simply could not forget the terrible dream. In the dream Teddy was put into a dark box and then saw Peter never again. Teddy remembered how Peter's mother had said in the dream: "Peter, you are now old enough. You do not need Teddy anymore." And Peter replied: "Yes, mother, you are right. Let us give Teddy away so other children can enjoy playing with him." Teddy was really angry about it, but as much as he resisted and fought, nobody seemed to hear or see him, and he ended up in a dark box.
"Stupid dream," Teddy whispered. "Peter would never do such a thing. He simply loves me too much." Teddy looked over to Peter, who was still in a deep dream. "Oh Peter, you are my best friend."