(68) As a kid, I was sure that my toys and stuffed animals had feelings. This contributed to a very messy room because I didn't want any of them to feel left out if they needed to go in the storage box. It also brought about pangs of guilt if I hadn't played with some of them in a while. (I partially attribute this to a Christmas movie about toys that come to life when their owner is gone. If the owner forgets about them, they die.) The one time I did finally say "Enough, time to get rid of some of this stuff" I think I almost cried when the stuff was gone from my room.
Note to self: tell future children that inanimate objects DO NOT have feelings. It will save heartache.
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