The Heart Locket

Upon a shelf it sat. The beautiful glittery gold. I stared intently. The heavenly designs held on the small magnificent necklace. Tiny chains went through two micro loops in the two top bumps of the heart. Then formed a necklace together. It shined in my eyes. The blinding godly brightness. I had to have it. This gold heart warmed my own greatly. I smiled. This would be a good luck charm, or so I thought.
I purchased the locket, it wasn't too expensive and I think it was definitely worth the money. Later in life a picture would be enclosed within the lovely heart of gold, and my own as well.
Later that evening I was going to bed. Exhausted from shopping the whole day I entered my room. The surrounding pink and purple colours had practically exploded around my room. Any part that wasn't pink or purple, was white. On my night table lay a small jewelery case, with different assortments of earrings and other necklaces. With no consideration for any of the other necklaces I cleaned out a tiny slot, throwing many into other slots I had sorted carefully.
While asleep I dreamt about my future and the locket although, I was rudely awakened. I fell onto the floor with a crunch. I has smashed a different necklace that I must have dropped last night. Although I could care less. With the newer, better, and prettier locket necklace I wouldn't wear that one anyway.
Without much care I swept the messy pieces under a rug. I had my window open a crack, a breeze blew my hair in my face. I had to turn, when I did I noticed the sun shining on my other jewelry, making it all glow. My eyes slowly shifted from piece to piece. I remembered how prefect I looked with each individual one on, the memories of each like spending time with friends. That's when I thought of the memories I'd be able to make with my new necklace, the breeze became a harsh wind and slammed the window shut.
I quickly prepared for school. I showered, ate breakfast and brushed my teeth. Before I went to catch the buss I sped to my room and snagged my locket. This beauty could never be forgotten.
On the buss I sat next to my great two friends. Our excellence unmatched by any other girls in the school. Especially with my new charm. While on the buss the other students would try to talk to us, they would be returned with a mock. It was only us three, no other girls would join us by their decision.
We considered ourselves above the others. And most people actually believe it to be true. It certainly seemed like it. While me and my friends sat in one seat, being adored by many people most of the other girls sat alone with their friends. I grinned happily, with a tiny glare growing in my eyes.
Then my grin disappeared. I felt the small raincloud forming over my head when I saw some boys talking to a girl in one seat. They both stared directly at her. She didn't seem to be put on the spot by this meaning that she was more brave than the other girls that sat around the buss. Mostly in groups of threes filling the buss.

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