Do you believe it? I have a red peach box, which contains happy or sad past events about you. I weave the past into a rainbow, quietly not letting anyone know, and put it into the peach box. I often wonder if one day, if I lose my peach box, life will lose its color. You often ask me where I put you, but I always smile and don't answer. I think I will never tell you that you are in my peach box, and every bit of your growth is hidden inside. That is my secret, a secret that will never be shared with others, and you will always be hidden in it.