When I was a teenager My sister cut my collectable dolls hair. I screamed so loud neighbours came running. I almost killed my sister and couldn’t stop crying. Makes me laugh now
When I was about 5 or 6 years old my niece visited. I loved pickles, so I put a pickle on a plate and left it in the kitchen while I went to the bathroom. When I returned to the kitchen I found my niece, who had severe mental retardation (as it was called then), eating my pickle. I cried.
At about 5-8 yrs of age i had this stuffed donkey. Loved him to bits and went with me everywhere - until one day my twin brother pulled off one of the eyes. I cried for a couple of days, and mum made a bed up for him out of a shoe box so he would get better. She then sowed a new eye on but was never the same. Haha. Still wish i had that donkey - it always makes me smile now as an adult.
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