My First Artifacts

One of the first artifacts in my life was a stuffed animal named Good Boy. He is a brown and black dog that my family got for me for a birthday or Christmas when I was three or four. He came with me to most places, especially for comfort when I would get shots. He would sleep with me like an animal, which was something that I loved. Good Boy was a silent friend to me that I will never forget.
Another important artifact to me was a picture frame with about nine pictures of me and Conrad growing up. These pictures are set up in a nice way with a poem about brothers fighting by day and friends by night. This was important to me because when I was about ten of eleven, I didn’t feel like we were friends. Conrad was in the middle of a phase where