When I was young and after a fateful Halloween I dumped my collection bag and found one of the greatest treasures of all - a gummi shaped Yoshi lollipop! Instantly I hid it with childish fever, overjoyed to add yet another gem to my growing collection of love. In my young mind I rationalized that since I so loved Yoshi I couldn't eat it. That would be disrespectful and at the same time I should simply admire it from afar. Or from underneath my pillow where I kept it safely until I went to bed when I would set it beside me. It was the closest thing I had to a plushie.
I wish I could say that I still have that particular lollipop but... after about a week or so (or really some amount of time) my dad had found it and ATE it thinking that I didn't want it. Needless to say I was super heartbroken.
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