Me and my older sister had tamagotchi's when we were kids back in the 90's.
It didn't end well for either of them. Mine died of starvation on a pile of it's own shit, It was probably dead for a good two plus weeks before I remembered I had to feed it, I felt sort of bad about it. My sister dropped hers in a pool, she cried for like half an hour. I ended up giving her mine, then she got mad at me when she saw my dead one. She really needed to calm the hell down.