The symbol I choose is my cute, fluffy sofy dog. I got it in primary school and it is the one accompanied with me at night on bed since I was 8. Its name is Clever and it’s my 8-year-old birthday present. I think it represents my childhood and childish me.
When I was young I was afraid of the darkness at night and I needed to turn on a small night lamp beside the bed. And in primary school, I lived with my grandparents and I slept with my grandma. Grandma asked me went to bed quite early everyday and I could not fall asleep as soon as I got into the bed. Also I was a little bit scared to be along in the big bedroom before my grandma come in. So I would talk to Clever, told it some stories that I made up and pretended it talked back to me. I could keep the “conversation” hours if I was sleepy that day and had great fun with it. Sometimes during the weekend, grandpa needed to go to work and grandma may go to the market and I was at home alone. In order to make myself relaxed and brave, I would talk to Clever and play with it. I used to take many photos with it and even danced with it. It was one of my best imaginary friends in my childhood.
Clever is still with me now, it is on my bed with Xiao Zong, Lulu, Lovely and cutie (they are all sofy toys that I liked a lot). They give me sense of security at night and make me warm during winter night. In fact, I still talk to Clever occasionally, to tell it my stories and troubles. I always believe objects have life and they can hear you if you talk to them by heart. Those objects cannot really answer you or give you some suggestions, but you can really get comfort from them. I know this kind of action is childish, but this is also a part of me and I always like myself.
Every time I see Clever, I will remember me who was still a little kid and could spend hours with my loved toys.
Clever is still with me now, it is on my bed with Xiao Zong, Lulu, Lovely and cutie (they are all sofy toys that I liked a lot). They give me sense of security at night and make me warm during winter night. In fact, I still talk to Clever occasionally, to tell it my stories and troubles. I always believe objects have life and they can hear you if you talk to them by heart. Those objects cannot really answer you or give you some suggestions, but you can really get comfort from them. I know this kind of action is childish, but this is also a part of me and I always like myself.
Every time I see Clever, I will remember me who was still a little kid and could spend hours with my loved toys.