Zeroth hour, Dejunking my chaotic room, I came across a bag or,more like a sack of nostalgia. 'Cause of what I saw again, The Tawny-Brown fur, Those blue- mesmerizing eyes,A reddish-georgette collar around his neck with a teeny tail. Twelve-year old Plushie,It was. But "Tiger" with a "Best friend forever" tagline as I called him. I was only four,When I...