Memories in a box

I kept my childhood in a box: old tapes, my favorite iron maiden poster, a few marbles- blue and yellow, colored pencils and some pastels, sketches of a girl I don't remember, a few Archies, tin tins  and Masud Ranas, old letters that still smell of perfume, a T-shirt that I wrote "18 and life to go" on, and my diaries that tell of a time so full of hopes and dreams: a life without darkness and fear!