My saxophone is important to me, because I’m not very good at it yet and I haven’t been playing it for over a month yet, but whenever I do play it, I feel really good. I just love it so much. If it got lost, or if someone took it, I would just totally lose it. I would go totally crazy.
I also have this stuffed animal that my class gave me when I got a concussion. We had a little classroom store, and I had seen these little stuffed animals before, and I thought they were very ugly. I thought they were very weird-looking, but when one of them was given to me during my concussion, I didn’t think about anything I had thought about them before. I just loved it, and I still have it. I named it George for no apparent reason. It’s like a little bear-panda cross thingy. Now I think it’s cute.