This object shows me many things, from memories to family I never knew about.
The taste makes me cold from my dead family to just the very old.
My object makes me remember how many people I had in my full and complete family, but only time would tell.
The smell of my object brings me back to an old time where all is well, and peace would shower the lands for miles and miles till it reached the coast.
I get many things from this object, this photo. Family would come to mind and change me in many ways.
This is my object.