My camera

Worried,that is how I felt. My  brown  camera. I couldn't find it... Where was my beautiful,brown,hard camera? Suddenly,I found it. I was as happy as a child having fun. I could now take pictures and put it in my room. This way I can share my memories with my friends and family. I take my camera everywhere.  My brown camera is beautiful and special to me. Camera is the meaning of life, because really memories are a way of life but using a camera you can take photos of that memory. Memories also help you to remember things.