Out of all the events that have taken place in my house, there has been one ongoing even that each person in my house has participated in at one point in time. It all started just before we were about to move from Nacogdoches to White Oak. I had a plushie hamster names Pashmina doll from the show “Hamtaro” laying beside my bed one night. Just before I was going to bed it kind of creeped me out so I picked it up and threw it across the room. The next morning I woke up and found it right where it was before I threw it, next to my bed. As my family and I were making the final drive from Nacogdoches to White Oak, I explained the whole story from the night before to them and everyone just laughed. After about a month of being settled down in our new home, my mom found the doll and set it on my new night stand while I was sleeping. I woke up the next morning and immediately freaked out, causing my mom to burst through my door just so she could laugh at me. For about four years it became an ongoing game in my family to hide Pashmina in odd places until this year. One night as I was getting ready for a football game my mom hid Pashmina in my bag as soon as I was leaving. That night she must have slipped away, or even walked away.