suitcase of memories.
Im not going to forget this.
Once again,
Im picking pieces of paper.
Those from my past,
those from the present.

Mistakes ive made,
problems ive resolved.
It is truly amazing,
especially when I see that silver line.

That horrible paper cut I had,
when I was four.
Reminded me of those funny falls.
I miss my close relatives,
I miss close people.

Training kills your brain cells.
They really do.
It is a week from now,
before I finish this race.
Wish me the bestest,
cause I definitely have faith in my group,
the ones that I rely on,
to keep me safe in school.

(andrea)