We did a writing exercise the other day and it was called "throw-away poem" and Kevin commented that my list was very long, and just to clarify I did a bit of spring cleaning the other day, so I don't have all these things anymore.
My list is titled "Guilt Hoarder" because all the things I list are things that were given to me that I don't want anymore, but I feel bad throwing away things that people gave me thinking I'd really like. I think I've always had this problem, also I'm seriously sentimental, and I like the little memories that come along with some of these items. Here it goes:
That scarf I got for Christmas two years ago, I never wear scarves anyway.
A movie ticket for almost every movie I've been to since moving to Vernon.
Old nail polish bottles, almost completely full, but unfortunate colours.
Worn, old shoes, with a mustard stain from camping. Or was it ketchup.
A winter jacket that no longer fits.
A shoe box filled with junk.
A karaoke machine.
The receipt for my drivers test.
A script for a play I was in, in the 7th grade.
My student ID cards from Junior High and High-school.
A kite I made in 8th grade.
Costume jewellery I haven't worn for years.
Token from Chuck E. Cheese.
Writing on my white-board that's been there for two or three years.
The box my polaroid-camera came in.
I love your list. It's very original, yet relatable. I like the nail polish line. I've got quite a few of those myself. I think the poem's very interesting, and I really like how there's a common theme through each item, but it's not totally obvious, you know? I like it.
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