Gancuimianjialiang
August 18, 2023
I have a doll that I have grown up with, from when I was a few years old to now when I am just twenty years old.
When I was young, my parents had a bad relationship, and no one wanted me very much. Seeing that I was not very pleasing to the eye, I was regarded as the clone of the other party and a stumbling block in my own life. Because of the teacher education and school atmosphere, my classmates often bullied me on campus. There are many such For many years, I grew up with a nice stuffed lion doll. It was also the first gift my father gave me. I called it Stiff Lion.
Although it looks very old now, and the hair on its head is almost gone, I still cry and fall asleep holding it every sad night.
Until now it is difficult to sleep without it, it is not only a toy to me, but also my life friend for twenty years, my family, I really regret not checking carefully when I came out from Dali, It's like a subconscious omen. I always feel like I'm missing something when I go in and out of the house, but I never think of it under the quilt.
When I was about to go to bed last night, I suddenly remembered that I didn't take it away, and called the hotel crying, only to get a reply of "the front desk did not receive such a doll"
I cried all night after I checked out. I felt that my tears were going to dry up. I was afraid that the dead lion was so old that it would be regarded as an unwanted item in the quilt, taken away by the cleaning lady, or even thrown away. I couldn’t even imagine the dead lion. I can't accept being thrown into the trash can. What if it is really thrown into the trash can in Dali? What should I do? Will I never see it again?
When I fell asleep crying, I dreamed that the hotel told me that I had found it. I woke up happily, but found that it was just a dream.
With the last trace of expectation and a sleep that woke up every half an hour, I finally waited until 8:30 to go to work in the hotel room. I was waiting for news from them, hoping they would tell me that the zombie lion had not been handed over to the front desk yesterday. It was somewhere in the hotel, waiting for me. But the news I got was that they said they did not receive it yesterday. And there are new guests checking in today
It was nothing more than a bolt from the blue. I thought my tears had dried up last night, but when I heard the phone call, I still cried in embarrassment... I really knew it was there, every day for three days. With it by my side, I never put it anywhere other than the bed. I clearly remember that I forgot to take it with me, and the empty suitcase also told me this devastating reality.
But how could the hotel say no? I was so sure that it was there, and my nightmare seemed to come true. My most important friend, who had been with my family since kindergarten and elementary school, might have been thrown into the trash can by the guest room, or might have been thrown into the trash can by them. It was handled without knowing it, otherwise how could one say that one had not seen it? Besides, when a new guest checked in, the room must have been thoroughly cleaned?
After contacting me many times, the hotel just said that they had never seen it before. I had rummaged through my luggage like crazy so many times. I also remembered that it was really forgotten on the hotel bed, but why was it always the same? I said I haven't seen it?
I don’t know what to do anymore. Do I really want to say goodbye to it forever? I originally planned to take my little unique plush family member, only 35cm tall, with me after I die and be cremated. Is it true that I can’t find her? Who on earth got rid of my zombie? I disappeared under the quilt at the moment I checked out.
I really don’t know what to do. From the day I found out on the night of the 16th to now, I don’t know if it has been five hours. I have shed too many tears.
I'm really sad and don't know what to do
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