Stories over the Years

During the three years of high school, I wrote many short stories in notebooks. Basically, they were short articles with a few hundred words and less than a thousand words. To outsiders, these small articles may not seem touching, happy, or even liked. However, these small articles are of great significance to me. They have been with me for three years of happy time. They stayed with me when I was unhappy, shared joy with me when I was happy, and smiled at me when I was gloomy. Nowadays, I carefully store these little things in a small box. I occasionally take them out to reflect on them, and I can't help but sigh, this is the me I used to be! This is me in those years, when I was still young! Now I have dug them out and converted them from paper to data. I hope that I can keep them all the time. I also hope that someone, even one person, can like one of them. That will make me happy for a long time.