I left my cactus and a special souvenir in my room, and sadly, both ended up broken because people were rough with them. The cactus was a gift from my mom, who knows how much I love plants. Every time I looked at it, I was reminded of her thoughtfulness and the warmth of our connection. The souvenir, given to me by a student, held so many memories of laughter and learning together. It was a little piece of our shared experiences that I cherished deeply. So, it’s really disappointing to see both of them damaged. They weren’t just decorations; they represented love, memories, and the bonds I’ve built with the people in my life. It’s frustrating that some folks didn’t treat them with the care they deserved, which led to their untimely destruction. I wish they could understand how much these items meant to me, and I hope that, moving forward, we can all learn to respect the things that hold sentimental value for others.