When I was in Hawaii, I saw the toy of my life.
My grandparents showed Fluffy to me and I screamed with glee. After that, I would play with him all the time, and didn’t let anyone touch him. Fluffy was brown, soft, loveable, and extremely huggable. I loved him so much.
Unfortunately, it didn’t last. It all started when I was in kindergarten. Me, my mom, and Gaby, my sister, went to the store. Gaby insisted that Fluffy should come. But I wish Fluffy didn’t come. After that, I didn’t see him again. Gaby had lost him.
When I had Fluffy, my imagination soared. I had so much fun, and took him everywhere. If it wasn’t for him, I wouldn’t be able to program because Fluffy introduced me to the computer. I miss him to this day, and I will never forgive my sister.
Fluffy, wherever you are, I will always miss you.