PEDOBEAR*

Pedobear* - "An Internet meme that became popular through the imageboard 4chan. As the name suggests ("pedo" being short for "pedophile"), it is portrayed as a pedophilic bear. It is a concept used to mock pedophiles or people who have an interest in minors or jailbait. The bear image has been likened to bait used to lure children or as a mascot for pedophiles" – Wikipedia

A.

I'm in the park watching kids of all shapes and sizes playing. I saw one go up while the other go down on the seesaw. Some were holding onto the bars making sure they won’t fall off from the revolving merry-go-round. Two girls in colorful dresses are flying high in swings. Their skirts are waving like the cape of superman. A couple of two-year-old boys are making a castle in the sandbox. A hyperactive boy is trying to conquer the whole playground on his spring rider stallion. We're lucky that he couldn't make any advance in his quest. The park is a jungle for the kids skipping through the monkey bars. I assume that four-year-old boy over there might grow up to become a spider-man as he moved swiftly all the way through the overhead ladder. A group of ten year old are skating on the platform on the side of the ground. None of the kids there were as beautiful as my cute girl. She is running towards the ladder with her tiny legs. She climbed, reached the top. The wind made her hair and red skirt move away from her body. It’s really a charming sight. She glided down the slide and was embracing the dirt below. Ouch! A ball hit me.

 ‘Sorry mister. Can we have our ball back?’ one of the two 7-year-old boys asked me.

 ‘It’s alright. Just be careful next time lads. Here you go..’ I gave them their ball. In the spot where my girl was playing, there is just dirt. I'm looking around. I’m scanning the whole playground. In the jungle, the battlefield, the UFO, no, nowhere. She is lost. My girl! She can’t survive alone in this world. Where is she? Where did my child go? I ran towards the foot of the slide and I was shaken by what I saw. It was footprints! Footprints of a bear. The trails leave the playground. The damn bear has abducted my girl. I’m following the trails hoping that I could save my kid before things go out of hand.

B.

In the corner of a dark room with a closed door and a small window on side, she was weeping, screaming for her dad. No one was there. The room was dimly lighted by the sunlight coming through the translucent window. ‘Dad! Dad! Where are you? I’m alone’ she cried. The red skirt seemed black in that light. Her cute face turned wet.

The door opened. She stood up hoping it was her dad. It was not! She saw a silhouette of a bear. The PedoBear!!

C.

From a pillar of the big wooden house to a nearby tree, a rope is tied horizontally. It’s a clothesline. In the warm sunny day, some clothes are hung on it. What are they? A pair of rainbow socks with the picture of Tweety on it. A red skirt and a matching blouse, a red hair-ribbon and a PedoBear outfit. None of them are wet and doesn’t need to be dried in the sun. But they were all there just to disturb the wind passing by.

A.

I’m running as fast as I could but I’m late. That bastard bear might have already raped my girl. That wooden house! She might be locked inside. I slammed open the back door. I'm searching the whole house for my girl. In the living room, the kitchen, the bathroom. Maybe she is upstairs. I’m running towards a closed room on the second floor. I kicked it open and there she was, my girl! But wait, the damn PedoBear. It was raping her. No you won't, you filthy son of a bitch! I took the knife I had with me, I grabbed the bastard by his neck. I stabbed him. I fucking stabbed him again and again until the pervert’s cotton rained inside the room. My girl was still crying.

'My child my child. Don’t worry. I got you. You’re saved!’ I took her by the hips.

She was still crying and screaming, ‘Let me down! Leave me alone!’

 ‘Why dear? I’m here. You’re safe now.’ I’m trying to calm her down.

She started punching on my stomach and screamed, ‘Who are you? How did you get inside my house? Why did you kill my teddy? Where is my dad?’