I got my very special item when I was 6.
My parents were going to New Orleans for about 2 weeks and I was mad because when I was young I couldn't spend a day without my parents or else I wouldn't make it.
My mom knew I would be sad so she gave me this big stuffed monkey that was as soft as a bunny. I named him hershey because of course he was brown.
The reason she gave it to me was to think of it as them. I slept with him for the 2 weeks my parents were gone. When the 2 weeks were over they came back. I was happy to see them, but I had to thank them for the monkey.
That is how I got my very special item.
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