Rubber ducks, stuffed ducks, duck socks, and even an alarm clock that quacks. You name it I pretty much got it, minus a pet duck. Im not really sure where my obsession started. My best friend Kaitlyn (yes same name) would say it all started because of her. Back in third or fourth grade, she wore a bright red poncho that her grandmother had made for her. And whenever the teacher left the room she would run around the classroom, stand on top of the tables and chairs, flapping her arms underneath her poncho, quacking like a duck. Its probably another reason why we have been best friends for ten years and counting. I sure am going to miss her.
"Cure for an obsession: get another one." - Mason Cooley
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