Describe an item you were incredibly attached to as a youth. What became of it?
I liked collecting rocks as a kid. Smooth ones, shiny ones, colorful ones. My parents got me a big unfinished amethyst. The geodes I had are all gone. The bag of ancient fossilized shellfish is gone as well. The little spun stones are now just history. But my parents kept that amethyst and recently gave it back to me. I don’t know if I’ve ever been “incredibly attached” to it, but it is a good memorial of a time when all I really needed was a rock to make me happy.
Latter Day Sinner 