You see, I have this stuffed alligator. It's really a crocodile, it says so on its tag. I bought it during my 7th grade trip to Pittsburgh. It wasn't relevant to the trip at all, I just knew that I wanted it. And everyone called it a crocodile. Except for him. I guess he just preferred alligator. But that didn't matter to me. To this day I still call it an alligator, because he did. He wasn't my first love, I don't even know if I ever really loved him. But I went through a lot with him. A lot of endless nights crying. Never ending hours waiting. Those few perfect moments of bonding. Would I change any of it? I don't think so, because even though there was so much pain, I believe the experience made me grow inside. So now, even though everything is over, and I feel no more pain when I see him, I still remember. And every time I see my stuffed _alligator_... I remember. 2008-02-04T01:51:33Z http://ficlets.com/feed/story/20021 <p>wow. Deep, special and sweet. Nice job.</p> http://ficlets.com/stories/20021?basename=38599 2008-02-04T01:51:33Z SocccerISmyLIFE http://ficlets.com/authors/pink <p>awww that&#8217;s way too cute&#8230;and deep<br />I loved it and i would totally call it an alligator!</p> http://ficlets.com/stories/20021?basename=38470 2008-02-03T03:39:14Z howhardlifeis♥ http://ficlets.com/authors/dinasahm <p>That was cute. Funny how random little things get imbued with power and salience because of associations we can neither foresee nor control. Thanks for sharing. Here&#8217;s to hoping that somewhere, somehow, he&#8217;s out there and stumbles upon this ficlet. How romantic!<br />LoA</p> http://ficlets.com/stories/20021?basename=38450 2008-02-03T02:20:13Z THX 0477 http://ficlets.com/authors/thx_0477 <p>wow&#8230; very deep and moving memory&#8230;</p> http://ficlets.com/stories/20021?basename=38447 2008-02-03T02:15:22Z Bartimaeus http://ficlets.com/authors/user_7307