Daily Prompt: Prized Possession

“Describe an item you were incredibly attached to as a child. What became of it?” –The Daily Post 

As a child, I was incredibly attached to this absolutely hideous freakish looking doll that for whatever reason, I INSISTED on calling, “Ginga Pork”. She was the love of my life when I was four but looking back, a doll with a face as scary as hers, she probably should have been the source of my nightmares…

Seriously, it’s bad. I honestly don’t know how/why Ginga Pork used to make little-me so happy. She’s boxed up somewhere in the basement now, I think. Actually I’m not exactly sure where Ginga Pork is and it’s making me feel a little uneasy. I keep looking back over my shoulders now…

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