My most prized possession

My most prized possession is probably my bolster. When I was very young, my mum used to beast me and scold me alot, I had no one to talk to, so i would run to my room, lock the door and cry on my bolster. I have many sad and happy memories with my bolster too. People would normally think that bolster is a smelly thing and all, surprisingly, that time when Brennan came to my house, he said that my bolster smelled like his and he liked the sell very much. I too was shocked