Wait.. Hold on..
She doesn't know where she lost the things that she had decided to hold on to as a... (whoever she was 6-7 years back). Where is that letter from her friend contemplating life at an age of 15. It's a perspective she would like to remind herself of again. Where is the 2 paged essay that she had written during an English assignment about her Chemistry teacher , who'd inspired her a lot, with every word of hers. "To Maa'm, with Love". Where are the journals full of every little incident, comments , compliments, humiliation and feeling of love/hatred or indifference for all that she had known. Full of life. Where is the 1st sketch that she made of a poster that she had in her room. She was thrilled it actually looked like the original poster, or so she thought. She's lost the thrill. She is trying to find the ability to categorize things as wrong or right, not necessarily related to someone else, but herself. When and where did she lose the ability to judge