Childhood memories

There are many ways in which people are reminded of their childhood memories. Mine was finding the box of objects I accumulated as a child.

The dusty box had a faint, musty scent about it. I blow off the dust, which made me wheeze. I was surprised at how much dust had accumulated there. "Just how long has this box been here" I wondered.

Just looking at them made all of my memories play back in my head in the time span of seconds. I began to giggle in exhilaration. Although I still hold on to them for bringing me happiness as a child, I no longer feel as much affection as I did as a child.

The rectangular box in my hands was completely packed with all of my precious gatherings. As I felt the corrugated box, I thought " this must have been waiting for stimulation for such a long time."

My entire childhood was gushing back into my memory like a fish tank which hadn't been filled for

A long time.

The teddy bear I had as a child was my most beloved object. It still had it's magical warmth that allowed me to sleep peacefully as a child.

The old game system I had as a child boosted my determination by it's hard games which I persisted against until I succeeded.

The plastic building blocks had heightened my creativity every time I decided to build with them.

These simple objects are what made me into what I am today. All the good experiences I have been through as a child wouldn't have been complete without the help of these objects.

I began to feel guilty for abandoning these objects when I realized that they had already fulfilled their role in my growing up. They had assisted my helpless self when I needed assistance, but now, I no longer need that assistance. The feeling of guilt then suddenly became gratitude.

As I reminisced further, I decided that I shouldn't focus on these objects of the past and focus on the future. My trip down memory lane was over.