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I got one for my 8th birthday. A friend bought it for me. Well. A present as people call it. And I was so scared. I took it way too seriously. The first night I asked my dad to feed it so it wouldn’t die while I sleep. I don’t think he liked this, plus he hates all game sounds and music. You know the super mario one ? Yeah. He couldn’t handle it. And now, I’m the same.

One day my brother simply ate the buttons. So we couldn’t do much for it.

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