The physical thing that I carry is my phone. Without my phone I feel lost like disconnected from the world. It's like without my phone there is no outlet. When I have my phone it's like I have my friends in my pocket and I feel lost without my friends.
 My dreams and goals is to go to college out of state. I love my family but I absolutely hate them at the same time and I just want to leave get away and actually have thoughts for myself. Not having to listen and be who my dad wants me to be because I don't want to be him I want to be me. I want to have a say on my own things and my dad just isn't very good at listening to anyone but himself. I'm tired of all the yelling and screaming and fighting with that man my motivation is to go to an out of state college.
 My Martha is my best friend. He helps me through every thing. In middle school everyone hated him but I never really knew him until high school but he helps with every thing. No matter if it's 2 am in the morning because I'm crying or upset. He is my best friend.
 Three things that describe me is weird, an outcast and lonely. I've never really had much friends so I try to stay close but sometimes it doesn't work because I don't do as much as others I'm just out there.
 My memories that shape me are the ones that I've probably gotten hurt in like falling off things busting my chin things that I've hurt me I keep them for I guess safety purposes. But those are the five things that I carry