As I pulled each item out of the first box, with each memory flashing shortly in my mind, I suddenly felt a feeling of accomplishment on finding something very significant to me… In a way that I still don’t quite get why it makes me feel emotional all of a sudden. And as I opened each boxes, dusts fluttering all around and heat radiating from outside throughout the room, I saw a flash of recognition with each object inside there from the past. The telescope. The magic ball. The Popsicle sticks… Then I stopped…This couldn’t be… Oh, right. Why wouldn’t it be? The infamous book of John Erickson! I let out a laugh at the unexpected discovery. “The Book of EricOOLness”, which I would rather call as “The Book of StupidEric”, that my dear older brother had written when he was in junior yea

