Barbies. I was obsessed. I had tons of them...

When my very 1st best friend lived across the street from me, we would get into playing with them and eventually argue over a point in the storyline.. It'd turn into a shouting match and we'd yell things like "I hope your dog gets hit by a car!" & "I hope your brother dies!".. An hour later, we'd be BFFs again.

Also, there's the doll house my dad built me, but I only played with it for a year.. I still have it along with the teddy bear he bought me when I was 2 and in the hospital.