[vc_row][vc_column][vc_column_text] My best friend was once a child who loved one thing. Its name: “Blankie.” My Blankie went everywhere with me from meal time to play time. I would use it as a soft place to sit while at the beach and as a pillow to rest my head on during nap time. And no, you could not wash it because washing it would mean it would have to leave me. It got so bad that when there was a giant hole[...]