You remind me of that pretty gold star sticker that I had on my backpack when I was young. I loved it while it lasted but when it wore out and needed to go, it left a dark, sticky stain that I didn’t know how to fix. You left your mark on me like that sticker left its mark on my backpack. I got a new backpack after that because I didn’t like how empty and used it looked without the sticker. I wonder what will happen to me without my pretty gold star sticker.