I was helping my fad bring down some junk from the attic because we were having a garage sale the following week. There were giant boxes littered throughout the attic, filled with broken tools and toys from when my brothers and I were little. With all these memories from my early childhood, it was tough to sell these seemingly useless objects to a stranger. After a few minutes of reminiscing on the simpler times of my life, I sorted out which boxes had the least important stuff and passed them down to my fad. This photo best represents investigation because of the struggle to find objects to sell that don’t bring back cherished childhood memories.