If I read correctly, I think I know what you're saying. I still have a memory box under my bed that has yearbooks, class pictures, the class notes, random things for memory's sake like this pink mirror I used to keep in my pencil case and whenever anyone needed a mirror, they would take mine and soon all the teachers began hating it and it became notorious. And then there were pages upon pages where everyone signed it and wrote sweet stuff before we all parted ways.