I was extremely nervous.
The teddy bears had been "tricked" by a group of children's ghosts before, and they had completely killed those ghosts.
They might be full of affection for their little master, but what about other children?
I was also afraid the child might hurt the teddy bear and provoke it.
After all, children didn't know their own strength. Loving a toy didn't mean they knew how to treat it gently.
The little girl held the baby's hand and shook it a few times, babbling in a child's voice. The adults nearby watched with smiles, and the whole scene was warm and cheerful.
After playing like that for a while, the little girl rolled her eyes and looked at the teddy bear.
My heart leaped into my throat.
When I saw the little girl let go of the baby's hand and reach toward the teddy bear, my heart started racing.
The child grabbed the teddy bear by the back and lifted it above the baby.
The teddy bear was shaken about while the little girl sang along beside it.
I was shaken dizzy right along with it, all the while worrying that the teddy bear might do something.
Its arms and legs swung around, smacking against its face and body.
The baby stared wide-eyed at the teddy bear above.
Once again, I felt that strange sensation.
The teddy bear shifted its flailing arms and legs to avoid the baby's head. When the baby reached out to grab it, it slowed down and let the baby take hold of its hand.
When children grabbed something, they always wanted to put it in their mouths.
Drool dampened the teddy bear's fur.
"Oh, no, you can't eat that," an adult said, stepping in to stop the baby. "You have to watch