My Special Toy

My Special toy 

AT the age of five years old I got this Spiderman toy and I loved it with all my heart. I never shared him with anyone. When my cousin wanted to play with my toy I will always think that he would take him home with it.

I would always pretend that my Spiderman toy had super powers like the actual Spiderman. I thought that my Spiderman toy could come alive and walk away. My Spiderman toy was the greatest toy I ever had. I would tuck him in my arms after school, before I would go to bed. Every morning before I went to school

my Spiderman toy was with me. He has been through the bad times and good times and has been with me while I´ve been growing up. I would always pretend that he could eat some food and drink some water. Me and Kale had strong imaginations. Kale and myself would pretend that our toys were robots and our nerf guns were bad monsters. Me and Kale would use our toys and fight each other toy. If my brother Kale touched my Spiderman toy we would end up fighting.

I will sometimes play with him. One day I tried to take the mask off Spidermanś head. My mother growled at me and said ̈I would break Spiderman ̈. So I carried on  playing.

It was a beautiful day until I lost Spiderman. It was terrible. I started to cry and punch my pillow so hard that the pain made the crying worse. From that very day I still look up to my favorite hero/toy. Sadly I no longer have my Spiderman toy. I am not sure where he is.