I got two goldfish when I was nine years old. I don't remember who gave them to me or how long they even lived, but for the few moments I had with these little guys (who were all mine), I was in love. My two little goldfish went with me everywhere in their little square tank (which, honestly, must have felt like a tiny prison cell) that had a girly pink lid. I know they loved watching tv in the kitchen with me. See?
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