My grandpa brought me a dog statue that he brought me from Mexico when i was a little kid, and i still have it, has sentimental value.
I use my phone to text friends, be in touch with my family, i use it to listen to music. as well as using the calculator.
My book-bag carries all my school supplies, without having my book-bag it'd get tiring having to carry everything, especially the little things .
one memory is the nights all my cousins and friends in the neighborhood would come out and we'd be playing kickball till it was dark and when the street lights went on everyone would go back home running, while trying not to be the last person to get inside.
Another memory that pops out to me is when I first arrived in my in parents hometown in Mexico, it was raining heavily, the sky was pitch black, and my grandpa opened the door and i could feel the air but it was different. The smell, it didn't smell polluted or anything it smelled like the land.