When I think of an item I am attached to, I don’t have a distinct thing that comes to my mind. All through out my life I have cherished many small, seemingly insignificant things (to others). It could be something as simple as the mini shells I collected on the shore of the beach, small notes that friends sent me during classes, the pens I wrote my last school exams with. All of these things hold such beautiful memories for me. I think those were the days that I was truly happy and everytime I see them it brings back those emotions.

Since I have attachments to so many small items, all of those memories (those items) have been kept in two shoes boxes which have been ideally named ”My Box of Memories” (part 1 and part 2). Everytime I’ve had to relocate, my boxes of memories have moved with me carrying in them those precious days where all was right with the world!

Daily writing prompt

Describe an item you were incredibly attached to as a youth. What became of it?

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