I lost my locket. My aunt gave it to me on the most important day of my life: my birth.
Small. Gold. Heart-shaped. Starburst pattern on the cover. Small diamond in the center. Empty.
If you find it, please keep it safe for me.
If I see it on your neck prepare for a slow, painful death. [That was mostly hyperbolic. Mostly.]
I'm too upset about this to post properly. Tomorrow, children. Tomorrow.
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