I stumbled upon a box of old schoolwork earlier this morning. I went through the box and found a few essays and short stories from a year and more ago. Reading some of the stuff, I can't help but cringe. One essay in particular, I earned a B+ for in my AP Lit Class, and after rereading it almost 2 years later, it's horrible. I remember writing it and feeling as if it were good quality. The same can be said for the short stories and other essays; I used to think they were decent, because I received good marks and put forth a lot of effort, usually. But rereading them myself, err, yeah. What was I thinking? Aha. So does anyone else ever look back on pieces/essays/short stories/etc. you've written in the past, and just.... cringe?