Your stories belong here.
LITTLE THINGS. LASTING STORIES.
Crayon drawings, painted ballparks, paper gardens and two sample school reports. A recipe in familiar handwriting. The glove he saved up for. A photo keeps the object; your words keep its meaning.
Save a photo, name who made or owned it, and add any year or age you remember. An exact original date isn’t needed.
This fictional collection shows family-shared items and Avatar Daughter’s private keepsakes. Uploading your own items happens in your real account.
Only meThe colours didn't go in the order I planned. I was about to undo it, then decided I liked the odd little stripe. My friend liked it too. I made another one to keep, with the same mistake on purpose.
Family circleI made stars and one very wobbly heart. We saved the nicest ones for the tin and ate the broken ones while they were warm. Broken cookies have advantages.
Family circleI liked seeing how much I had learned since the start of third grade. Some things still took practice, but I had good memories of trying. We saved this sample report to tell the story of that school year.
Family circleI made this house when I was nine. The roof took three tries, but I worked it out. We saved a picture in our family collection so everyone could remember the little rooms I made for them.
Only meI built a tiny house with a room for everyone and a very large room for books. The roof wouldn't stay on until I tried folding the corners differently. I kept the picture because I figured it out myself.
Family circleI made the flowers out of paper when I was seven. Some petals were too big, so I decided they could be special flowers. I added the butterfly last because the garden needed somebody to visit it.
Family circleI was five when my brother finished this school year. I knew the report meant we were celebrating, even if I did not understand all the words. I mostly remember getting to choose my own ice cream.
Family circleI remember asking which tiny player was my brother. He told me it was a painting of a whole game, so I could choose. I chose the one nearest the edge and kept cheering for that one.
Family circleI was too little to remember him making this, but I like finding myself in his drawing. He made sure I belonged in the picture even before I could draw a family of my own.
Family circleThis is a story I know from my family, rather than a day I remember myself. My brother says he read to me before I could even hold the book. I like having that beginning saved here.