An accumulation of some sort.
I’m an avid collector… Now, don’t get the term “collector” confused with being a pack rat because I only collect things with serious monetary value.
Like, when I was five, I was really … financially aware … and so I collected stickers - mostly ones that were unicorn shaped, and had funky oogly glitters. Yup! Because those are very, and I mean, VERY! tradable in today’s stock market. 
So I did that … And then, when I got a little bit older, I switched to NBA cards. Um, not because I liked playing basketball (I’m very girly-girl if you can’t tell!) or because I enjoyed the game (in fact I didn’t even understand it then) … but for some reason, it was something people my age collected and so I had to have them, obviously! I probably collected close to three hundred, including the famous Michael Jordan’s - which at one point in time was the most prestigious one to own - and was definitely going to be my retirement fund. 
In the latter years of high school, I turned to anything monkeys : more particularly, the Paul Frank kind. I actually had a whole drawer’s worth of those … ‘cause you know, it was going to make me rich / it was going to be my college fund. So, instead of getting into the Forex Trading like how a normal person would, I’d spend my entire savings on stuffed chimps … because duh, baboons were going to change my life forever. 
I have, long since, moved on from such trivial things. Ugh, youth, I can’t believe it! I’m proud to say that I collect something with much more substantial value now…
But don’t tell anyone that because I do not want the whole world to know that makeup is really going to affect, you know, how the global market progresses (kinect).
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