I have a few books that I have gotten and would never get rid of (mostly fairy tales)
A bathtowel my father brought from America, which is still one of the largest bathtowels I've ever seen (considering the fact that I haven't wanted to see my father for about 20 years, that's saying something)
But, my most precious objects I have (I couldn't pick one and say that that one was the most precious one) are three stuffed animals.
My oldest is a white dog. I got it from my parents after they had gone somewhere (I'm not even sure where) and they brought it for me because I couldn't go with them.
The second is a stuffed cocker spaniel, I got when we were going (by train) to Andorra and I was sick as a dog...
The third is a raccoon, I bought a few weeks before I went to the States as an Exchange Student. It was sitting in front of the window and I just had to buy it. It goes with me, wherever I go away for a night (or more).
I should search for those pictures that were made when I left... I had my hand luggage all covered by stuffed animals because they didn't fit in my suitcase anymore...