My Blanket Narrative Essay

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When I was born, my mom and dad got me a blanket. I’ve loved that blanket since the day I got it. This blanket wasn’t any fancy blanket. Though this blanket is old and worn out it holds many memories therefore is my most valuable possession. I know a lot of people have blankets, but mine is different to me. I had to have my blanket with me everywhere I went. When I was young I had to have it to sleep with, if it wasn’t there beside me, I would cry until I got it back. I even cried when my mom would put it in the washer. She had to wash it quite often because I would chew on the corner. I even got kicked out of daycare because I wouldn’t share my blanket with anyone else. Man, I must have really liked that blanket to get kicked out of a daycare

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