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SCP-XXXX
Item #: SCP-XXXX
Object Class: Safe (Neutralized class pending approval)
Special Containment Procedures: SCP-XXXX is currently stored in a low-security locker room in Site-73. Personnel is to examine the interior of SCP-XXXX bi-weekly for research.
Description: SCP-XXXX is a (theoretically)sentient, stuffed animal, around 40cm in height, with its back cut open. While SCP-XXXX is incapable of movement or verbal communication, SCP-XXXX has shown to have an awareness of its surroundings and is able to form basic judgments on them.
At irregular intervals, the inside of SCP-XXXX will contain one or multiple notes, which can be accessed via its open back. The paper the note is written on, and the ink used to write appears to be non-anomalous. It is during discovery that multiple amounts of notes were discovered stuffed inside SCP-XXXX, far more than the storage capability of SCP-XXXX's size.
The notes recovered from SCP-XXXX appears to depict the "thoughts" of SCP-XXXX. However, attempts to communicate with SCP-XXXX, verbally and non-verbally does not result in any forms of "response" or "reaction."
SCP-XXXX was recovered in █████████.
Addendum A Notes uncovered during recovery
Notice: The notes are sorted out in its possible "chronological order"
Note 1
I wonder why I'm here, just to exist?
No, there's more to it. Why did they pick all those people instead of me?
Everyone else is in their house. Sometimes, through the plastic window, hands reach out and they disappear, but when is it my turn, when is it my turn to leave my house?
Why am I here? Who can I be with? I know I'm suppose to be with someone, to make them happy.
Note 2
A hand finally touched my house, and I knew my life will change.
I saw two larger people, the hand attached to them. The smaller looking people put me down and then put me into something, a larger moving metal house, where the two people are. I'm pretty excited on what's happening.
The small people broke my house I'm living in, and I wonder what he wants. There's black fur growing out of the small people's head, and the large people too. It was interesting, they feel warmer then me, as if their body makes heat.
I saw a lot of other houses outside of the moving metal house, then the moving metal house I'm in stopped moving.
They took me to a larger house, much bigger then the metal house they called "car." It's interesting on how I saw all three types of houses. From the house I lived in to the moving house, then the house everyone is in.
Note 3
After a while, I think I knew their name.
The large people, he's called Smith, and the small people with the short black fur on his head, he's called Derrick. That's the sound I hear the most when they talk to each other. Derrick always plays with me, introducing me to everyone else, like the dinosaur, the bear and the crocodile.
Everytime Derrick played with me and them, I always wondered, what are you thinking?
What's going on in your head? and why do you like me so much? Do you like me just like how much I like you?
I feel safe when Derrick is around.
