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Our memories may or may not have happened how we remember them. Even last week is a blur to me, and my memories as a child? Who knows how much I've embellished my victories of soccer in the streets of Mexico or exaggerated the scoldings I'd get for talking during class? But that's okay, right? What we carry with us from our experiences will impact how we understand ourselves and our life. Just like we, as readers, will not always interpret the intended meaning an author had in mind, so too can our memories be something more. Even something so simple as a time a guardian simply fulfilled their duty can remind us years later of what we had, what we've lost, and what we want.…