I used to have lots and lots of stuffed animals, most of them have been in 4 black bags at my old house until recently, when my parents gave them to charity. (They are moving pretty soon, and have to get rid of a lot of non-essential stuff). I still have my special ones, such as all my dogs, some Warner Brothers Store ones (Animaniacs, to my shame. My dad has Pepe Le Pew, Bugs Bunny, Scooby-Doo and Taz, which are much cooler). I even have some at my new house, mostly on my shelf, all dogs except one, a bear that I got off my friend Emily one Christmas.

Jason (my boyfriend) is really cruel to them; he throws them around, hides them, and even kidnapped one. I found it at his house... Nevertheless he was upset when I said I was going to give my stuffed penguins to charity.