My childhood

During my childhood my favorite toy was a cabbage patch doll named momo which was my dads when he was little. He was the best friend I could have when i was a baby. I would take him everywhere. To the store, to family members houses, and on every vacation. When I went on vacation and I couldn't find him I would get really nervous that I left him at home, but it was just hidden in a bag. I slept with him every night so If I was bad my mom would take him away and I would cry and throw a fit. Once I was calmed down she would talk to me and give him back. I always treated momo like a person so since everybody had to take a bath or a shower he had to go in the washing machine for his bath which was the worst day of the week. One day momo got washed and when he came out there was this hard black stuff on his fingers. I tried to take it off but it just ripped a little part of the material off of his pinkie. I just felt so bad because I thought it really hurt him.  Eventually the black stuff came off but I never picked his skin again.