My Alligator (Strong and powerful memories challenge)

by Phosphate11

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.

Comments

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  1. My Alligator (Strong and powerful memories challenge)

    Bartimaeus' Buddy Icon Bartimaeus

    Posted 5 months ago

    5.0 out of 5 stars

    wow… very deep and moving memory…

  2. My Alligator (Strong and powerful memories challenge)

    THX 0477's Buddy Icon THX 0477

    Posted 5 months ago

    5.0 out of 5 stars

    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’s to hoping that somewhere, somehow, he’s out there and stumbles upon this ficlet. How romantic!
    LoA

  3. My Alligator (Strong and powerful memories challenge)

    howhardlifeis' Buddy Icon howhardlifeis

    Posted 5 months ago

    awww that’s way too cute…and deep
    I loved it and i would totally call it an alligator!

  4. My Alligator (Strong and powerful memories challenge)

    SocccerISmyLIFE's Buddy Icon SocccerISmyLIFE

    Posted 5 months ago

    wow. Deep, special and sweet. Nice job.

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