As I took the lid off, a folded piece of pink paper caught my eye. It was a love note from preschool. It didn't have much on it. Just three letters and a name etched in red: "i ♥ u. -Christina." I'll never forget her. That note meant everything to me. She was the happiest, kindest, and prettiest person I had ever met. We used to do everything together: play at the park, watch "Hey Dude", go swimming, everything. Holding the note to my nose, I took a sniff. It still smelled like strawberries.

I gently placed the picture back into my treasure box and put the lid back on. I couldn't look at any more. Tears were already welling in my eyes. Everything in my box reminded me of someone, and everyone was aging. Some day my children will find this box and will only be able to guess at who the people in those pictures are, and what everything means, but for me, all those people are still alive. I still cherish their memory. I was lucky to know them, and I want them to know that.

e of wood I kept from a hunting trip my dad and I had gone on. It was my first hunting trip, and we didn't shoot anything, but it meant a lot to me. I was with my dad, my hero, trekking over rocks, through mud, and across hills. I did everything with my dad. He was my "superman." I always took him for granted. H

Some common words found in the essay are:
Hey Dude, , Grandpapa I'll, Ma'amma Paw'paw, Sesame Street, Street Sonna, Duplo I'd, Goose We'd, hunting trip, sesame street, watch sesame, watch sesame street, treasure box,
Approximate Word count = 543
Approximate Pages = 2 (250 words per page double spaced)