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His name is

drag to spin him around

I'm an only child, so whenever I'm stressed about a test or celebrating something, Brother is the first one I turn to. I lost the first Brother on a trip to London. The second and third are retired: my sweaty hands wore their fabric down. I hope I don't have to pay for his dorm rent!

Me as a baby holding Brother, with my grandparents and cousin
Me as a toddler on a plane, holding Brother and making a peace sign
Me blowing out birthday candles with Brother next to the cake
Me in my school uniform holding Brother