Describe an item you were incredibly attached to as a youth. What became of it?

Ok, this is an easy one. The item I was most attached to when I was a toddling bumpkin is certainly my Big Teddy that was given to me by my father at 12.🧸 I even brought Biggie Wiggie to uni with me and was teased relentlessly bc although was asked out a lot, didn’t have a boyfriend and cuddled my raggedy bear buddy instead for 4y. I talked to Big Teddy and told him my secrets, practiced kissing on his nose, restuffed him with cotton fiber to keep him puffy when he became deflated from wear and tear, gave him fur cuts at the barber shop with my poor furdressing skills and bathed him when he gathered too much dust only to refluff him in the dryer. I even made him the supervisor and boss of supermarkets and games with my toy Baribies that I played w my sister. 🛒🧸💸 Big Teddy also strongly carried my distinct scent as it was a rush to smell his forehead that had the familiar smell of my drool and spit for fast comfort… hey, if smelly sweat can be the predictor of your future spouse (wet armpit T-shirt test showed potential mates preferred compatible phermones over looks, status, etc. based on the scent of sweat on the armpits of the shirt that was a predictor of genetic hence soul* compatibility!), then I can be androgynously attracted to Big Teddy’s spit seeded forehead for my personal strange creature comfort! lol. Well, Big Teddy is currently decomissioned as has faithfully fulfilled his duty and also grown too worn and fragile that I fear breaking him from hugging him too tightly so is tucked away in a box somewhere now. I am happy to say that I have graduated a step in maturity to being fiercely attached to a live lovee now: my Froopy cat! Froopy also incidentally serves as the mascot for the spiritual startup Divine Arts that I created so things have levelled up even if it looks like the worse case of toxo ever! Haha. 🤪

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