
In 1982, I got this ShirtTales “cousin” walrus. I named her Loveable. My mean older brother in 1983 tore her nose off. I have kept her through multiple moves from home to home, she kept me safe and knows all my secrets. In January, my sister found another one with the nose. I was planning on taking the nose off and putting it onto my Loveable but decided she is how she is and that missing nose won’t make me live her anymore than I already do. That little girl is my 9 year old self.
by ClearLake007
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Aww, that’s so nice!! I have a teddy bear from when I was born and he’s been with me all my life and I honestly get emotional if I think of ever losing him. Your story just reminded me of mine. <3