I decided to try the "Put it on a Table" experiment. For this, I used an old shirt of mine. My uncle gave it to me after he owned for many years. I have had this shirt since I was about 10 years old, and it still fits to this day. As my friends are reading this, I know they're all thinking, "Haha, because he was fat." Sadly, they're all right. Nevertheless, it is still the best shirt in the world.
I never realized that something as simple as a shirt could spark so many senses. Sure, there's the soft, thin texture of the worn out shirt. But I never knew that it would spark sights, smells, and sounds from the past as well. I looked at a few of my other shirts, but the effect isn't the same. I look at them and its just, "Eh, a shirt." But I look at this one and I can't help but smile and think about how much I love it. No matter how much my mom hates my "ratty old t-shirt", I'm gonna keep and cherish it forever.

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