So anyway, in the bag, there was this teddy bear that was just SOOOOO CUTE ! I literally jumped on the bed with so much happiness because he was just so perfect. It was like seeing a new born baby that wouldnt die if I hugged it really tight. Deshawn was obviously very proud of hiself for making me happy with a bear that I didnt even ask for, but thats besides the point.
As I analyzed the bear, I fell more and more in love with it. So then I decided to name him Leroy. According to Deshawn, Leroy is a very Jamaican name (he's Jamaican) and he kept asking if I was sure I wanted to keep that name. I repeatedly assured him that I didnt care where he thought the name originated from, it was the name I gave him and I thought it was perfect, just like him.
To this day, I sleep with Leroy every night, and he goes absolutely everywhere with me (if I know that I'm sleeping over). No matter where I stay, Leroy is right under my arm keeping me safe from all the goblins and night crawlers. ( I'm a really big punk) Leroy is my baby, and he means the world to me. I just hope my roommate in college doesnt think I'm weird for not being able to sleep without a teddy bear. Im not willing to break this habit.