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Oh shit i have one bad story i still remember and wish i could change.
>90s
>eastern europe
>Battle Beasts are SUPER popular - they affordable by poor parents and cool and colorful - there are like over 90000 versions of them everybody loves them
>a distant relative of a neighbor came to visit and we started playing with our robotic beasts
>he has the one i never saw before - a Blue Giraffe. my mind is fucking blown i had no idea there was a giraffe battlebeast of all things!
>everybody quickly knows that i love them and i ask him if he wants something in return. i even offer him 2 battle beasts for hi giraffe but my mom tells me no
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>later we play with them and i lose the toy (he falls from the third floor into the grass and despite the fact that we have been looking for him all evening, we cannot find him)
>i'm being dumb enough not to understand that everybody thinks that i simply STOLE the toy but that's not all
>weeks later mom buys me a giraffe battle beast we saw in another town
>the Green one. The one that was stolen was molded from Blue plastic.
>tfw im super happy and rush to "friends" to tell that i have a battle beast FINALLY
>friends look at each other and a tirade begins that I lost someone else's toy and must pay or buy a new one
>I'm being a little dumbass and just feel sad and devastated. I started crying and ran home. My grandma saw me being like that and went outside and scolded those kids because she thought they were making fun of me or something like that.
>friendship broken
All of that could be solved with just 1 thing - if i just showed them that toy and they saw that this giraffe was GREEN and even more - i would happily give it to the kid that lost his toy.
What a stupid conflict.
It made me look like i'm a little shit that steals someone's toy and even shitty enough to tell grandma that they were making fun of me.
Fuck this. I wish I could change that. Or just never touch that stupid blue fucking Battle Beest Bootleg at first place
