S/O What item do you wish you still had from your childhood?

A small Rainbow Brite doll.

I think about it a few times a year. It was my favorite for years and years. I don't officially know what happened to it, but I would put money on a cat having pissed on it and my mom tossing it while I was at school.

All the notes that I saved from jr. high and high school. I saved them, but they disappeared from home at some point while I was in college.

My dad brought back some dolls from Japan for me when I was little. they sat on my dresser for years. I am really sure a cousin stole them during a move as they weren’t there when we went to set up my room in the new house.

I would have liked to have had the container my grandmother used when she made biscuits. It wasn’t fancy, just a square Tupperware container that held her flour, her rolling pin, and her sifter. I have no idea when it was thrown away, but I wished I’d thought to let her know I wanted it. I have nothing of hers except for the china she bought me when I was 16 for my hope chest.

Marcy

I had a little security blanket that o took everywhere. My parents told me if I had another pee accident they would throw it away and they did.

I ended up having bladder surgery shortly after that. I honestly couldn’t help it. It makes me sad just thinking about it

I wish I had even a scrap of fabric and wallpaper from my childhood bedroom. I also wish there had been photos of me in the room or just the room. It was redecorated twice - first in pink and the 2nd time I got to pick blue and yellow wallpaper with matching fabric. My parents were in the home decor business so Mother always did my room up beautifully. The downside was I never was allowed any posters on the wall. But the room was beautiful and I only have my memories.

My Mrs. Beasley doll. We are not sure what happened to it.  It was either in a house fire that my dad and stepmom had but my mom swore up and down she had it but she hasn't been able to find it in years.  I tease my younger sister because she swears that Mrs. Beasley was her doll, but it wasn't. I keep saying she has it and has it hidden. She even had a purple mark across her face that my sister did to torment me. LOL

Edited to add: All my stickers from the 80s.  I didn't keep them in a book but in a box as I didn't want to stick them to anyone.  I had an entire shoebox of stickers.  

My parents.....

I also wish I would of kept the notes/cards I received.

Me, too! I have no idea what happened to her, but I remember she was the last doll I had.

My books. One of my stick horses. My little AM/FM radio that I listened to at night in bed after my parents yelled at me for reading in the dark. A sample of my junior high clothes.

The day I was born, my great-grandmother gave me a while stuffed cat that I named "Catty" because I was clever like that. I cherished it despite it no longer being white and the tail ripping a bit. I had it all the way into my twenties, then it disappeared in one of our military moves and I'm still heartbroken.

A lot of my childhood books - mostly Trixie Belden and the 3 Investigators. I saved all of the things I wanted and stored them in my childhood home (my brother had bought the house) and when he and my ex SIL went sour she trashed our stuff. My dad has been helping me replace some of the more hard to find/out of print of my collection.

My Girl Scout sash with the badges sewn on it. Don't know what ever happened to that. I cannot imagine it got thrown away.

I had my Little Kiddles doll for so many years and then it just disappeared. I liked her so much. she had a tiny body with a big head. I think of that darn thing often. LOL
I know there are other things, but I can't think at the moment.

I'd like to have my metabolism back!!!!!

A certain doll. And maybe my medals from high school. When I left for college, my father threw out everything he could find that I had left. I foolishly thought I was coming back on breaks and it was still my home. Stupid me. Luckily, my siblings were able to save some stuff when he would go out to the trash.

Yeah, he was an asshole.