(Unidentified's perspective)

I'm so excited to go to my new location. I have no control of my emotions, when I should be excited right now, I'm crying. I cant control anything. So as I sit down and cry. I think of all the great things to see. But I cry more. My dad had once said that he was like that too until he met my mother....then his world became normal. Normal? How can love make someone's world happier, brighter, and lovable? I think hes played with too many....whatever he has.  As I step into my box, the pain only made me smile. I should be crying, but instead, I'm laughing like a madman. My dad only sighed, my mom waved me goodbye. As my box gets put into the truck, I still laugh. Then suddenly the driver opens the box and shuts me off. And recloses the box. And I was asleep for hours. Finially I wake up next to a bear who has purple and pink ears and a pink and purple fox tail. Hes...cute..I should be smiling...and I am....I'm smiling...at the best time? I should be blushing, and I am now. I found the love that'll make me normal, and save me from my sadness. I now can control my emotions. Hopefully he wont break my heart. This is the only time I feel happy and I am actually happy myself.