Your most beloved Childhood possesion...

A baby blanket my grandma made me. It's falling apart and at the moment fairly dirty, but I still sleep with it

 

I'm sad now that I have nothing from my childhood that I loved left. Maybe there is something in the attic, but it's probably not very loved if I don't know of it. I do have an old gameboy color, that sadly does not work anymore.

 

I haven't had it for almost ten years now, but I had a pillow that I carried everywhere. I refused to let my mom wash it because it smelled like me and made me feel safe. I took it everywhere but school. I'm sure it smelled god awful, so it was affectionately named "stinky pillow."

 

My DS, My baby blankets, my stuffed animals I spelt with from when I was like 2-7/8, my Playstation and Wii games

 

I have a Tweety plushie that I've had since I was a baby. He's not in too great condition anymore, but I'm planning on restoring him. He looks a bit like this one, only the older version. He no longer has eye lashes (or eyes, for that matter), and no longer has hair on top of his head. I love him regardless. Has a lot of sentimental value

 

My Nintendo toys/systems and my model trains.

 

Probably my baseball mitts? I am not sure really. I kept my McGregor mitt from the year my team went undefeated with 13-0-2 record(13 wins and 2 ties) in the 11-13 year old league. I pitched in every game. I closed out the final game of our season that year. That was special. Good times back then.

 

I had these four learning books that I was attached to. They were from the 1970's, and were a series collection. One was about endangered animals, one was about birds, one was about dogs, and one was about native american Indians. They were actually not kids books, but I was fascinated by them, and would carry them around with me and read them every single day. I was probably in around the second grade then. One day, they all just disappeared. I think my grandma threw them away because I was too attached to them. I remember frantically looking for them everywhere and crying but they never showed up. I wish I still had them. They were really interesting.

 

I can't remember ever getting attached to anything. We had a car boot sale quite often so I don't have any toys from when I was younger as I've sold them all. I'm just not a very sentimental person.

 

Mine was my little brown and tan bear called Bearry (very creative right?) I've had him since I was born...I still have him until this day he sleeps on my dresser!

 

I loved my Barbies. To me, they weren't Barbie and her friends: I made up my own names and personalities for each one.

 

My skunk plushie, Mr.Stinky <3

 

I had a nanny who took care of me and stayed with our family for more than 20yrs. She gave me a small teddy bear no bigger than my hand. I've kept it all these years. She eventually left to start her own family but she'd always be a second mother to me. The teddy bear reminds me of her.

 

Crinkle.
He is a stuffed elephant my parents had bought for me while my mom was still pregnant. Technically, he's older than me I still love sleeping with him every night and talk to him like a friend. He's currently sitting next to me~

 

My was a Barney the Dinosaur plushie I had when I was really little, wearing these cute little blue/purple pajamas with stars and moons all over. I forgot when I got rid of it, but it was hard to part with.

I'm still the king of plushies though, so that hasn't changed.

 

I've probably mentioned it but Batty the beanie baby (tye dye version). No real significance other than my mom bought him for me back when he was released in 1996. Also bats are my favourite animal.

I still have him and always will.