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his name was tiger and he was my best friend, i never felt alone pretending i was with him all the time, we had to give him away due to an incident where he tried to kill 3 year old me, i would walk him around on a red leash and help him up the playground steps and all, he could even fit in my pocket, (totally not crying while typing this) throughout the day he'd stay in my desk and travel everywhere by pocket, i was the only one who could see him and ive never told anyone until now out of embarassment.