Once upon a time I have a lot of baby pictures and pictures when I am already on age one and so on, but now they are all gone. I did not gave so much importance to them when I was a little kid, I played, cut, throw or whatsoever those pictures even my mother keeps telling me not to play with them. Before she keep it but as far as I remember I cried reasoning “they’re my pictures so why I don’t have a right to see them when ever I want”. So the cut the story short she gave it to me, my mother removed them from an album because they’re misty, so they’re put in one small plastic all together, time came my mind is not in the pictures anymore so my mother decided to keep it in one place I could not reach, it is above our ceiling.
I completely forgot those pictures, then one time when I am already old I think I am on my high school I asked my mother where are my old pictures, I feel so sad and depressed upon hearing that those pictures where gone a long time ago. If you don’t know our old roof is made of “pawid” so when it rains outside it rains inside our house too. That made my old pictures wet then fade.