Last Night

Overall my night last night sucked. I woke up many-a-times coughing and only fell asleep after a few pills and various other drugs. But that’s not why I'm posting. I slept with a stuffed animal last night. I can't actually remember the last time I did this, it's been years at least. I used to be obsessed with stuffed animals, I would have competitions with my friends to see who had more, I usually won. I had a long green shelf in my room on which they were all crowded upon. But for the past few months they have remained in a garbage bag under my bed. All but one. His name is Russell, I made him at build a bear with a free birthday gift-certificate that they sent me. He is a bright green frog with soft fur. I named him after Don, well Don's middle name, okay I didn’t actually, but it was in the back of my mind while I was naming him. So last week for pajama day I took Russell out of the bag under my bed and took him on a field trip to school. The only reason he was chosen was because he was green and that is my grade colour. So last night as I lay in bed coughing myself sick I cuddled him. It was a weird feeling, yet strangely familiar. I felt as if I was 7 years old again.