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Callie the Highland Cow

The story from a plushie

By Jessie Lynn NelsonPublished about a year ago 3 min read
The best Christmas gift ever

It started in a very dark place, but it was okay when I was with my siblings. We were told that we were going to make a child so happy. I couldn’t be more excited! One by one, I watched my siblings go to their forever home. Then it was my turn. The shipping container was a bit tight squeeze, and I was scared. Is this what my siblings had gone through so many days before? Someone whispered to me right before I was sent to my new home.

“Bring them happiness. Be their bestest friend ever.”

So I clung onto those words. It was a long bumpy ride. Not going to lie, I didn’t think I was going to make it out alive. Crazy right?

The shipping container opened from the top. The light was super bright and I could hear children running around. I was very excited for my new adventure. There was a very beautiful woman smiling down at me. Tears formed into her eyes. Why was she crying? I was suppose to make her happy for her child! Not make her sad.

“Sissy is going to love this. This way she will never feel alone while getting her treatments!”

Treatments? I wonder what for and why. The lady gently placed me back into my shipping container. She assured me that she would come get me soon to meet a very special person. That made my heart soar! I was going to be something special to someone!

I heard children running around, laughing and screaming. Then I would hear from an adult voice.

“Man. I’m so exhausted and I hurt so bad. I really don’t feel good.”

That shattered my heart. Is this the person who was sick? How was I going to make an adult feel better? I’m cute and cuddly, made for children. Though… if I make her feel better maybe I can save her! A few days went by and the woman came back and took me out of my shipping container. We talked for a long time. She told me that her sister Jessie was sick with this thing called Cancer. She told me about her bravery and her battles with the sickness and what she lost to it. She explained that her treatments for cancer would be really rough and that she is going to feel super alone. The lady explained that she may not get the chance to go with her sister to the treatments called Chemotherapy. So, that’s where I came in.

I told her my name was Callie and told her I was a bit shy. So together we picked out a card and she wrote a message for me.

She then brought me out into the next room where it looked like pure and udder chaos. There are more toys and clothing stacked along a bed. There was pretty paper and pretty new shipping containers that were super fancy. I have heard from the adults that it’s a holiday called Christmas. The lady then put me in a pretty green bag with a painted picture of a “Christmas Tree”. She placed me in gently and put some “tissue paper” on top. This new container was comfy and it was so warm. I could feel the love the woman had for her sister.

Another day passed and more chaos came. I heard ripping and screaming. It sounded like a horror movie. Then it fell silent for a long time. I heard the adults say that they would open presents after the kids went to bed. Few hours later, they sent the kiddos to bed. At this time I heard a man say that they want sissy and bubba to open their gifts first. Then after that, he and Jessie would go last. The lady agreed. She and “bubba” opened their gifts. Then it was the man’s and Jessie’s turn. My tummy had stuffed butterflies. This was the moment of truth.

“Jessie this one is for you.”

I hear the tissue paper ruffle and there was light again. I see a lady with her head freshly shaven, and happiness in her eyes. She reaches into the bag for the card. She opens the card and reads:

My letter to my human companion

Jessie started to sob and gave me a tight squeeze. I could feel all of her sadness and the feeling of loneliness disappeared. She muttered out a thank you in between the sobs.

That’s how I met my new human companion, and how I’m going to help save her!

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About the Creator

Jessie Lynn Nelson

Cancer Warrior

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Fur-Mom

Best Auntie/God Mommy in the world

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  • Hope Martinabout a year ago

    I’m not crying. You’re crying. Love you. Callie, me, and everyone else is here for you!

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