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Rated: · Prose · Experience · #1034346
Reminding me of the beauty of spontanious gestures.
I stood still, in complete shock and I felt my necklace fall to pieces. The bright-multicolored beads dropping one by one off their cotton string, clattering on the floor and scattering into all directions.
Horror crossed my face…it was as though a cold hand had seized hold my heart suddenly. I watched as the beads cascaded from my neck with monotonous regularity. And I was completely frozen; I couldn’t put my hand up to clasp the beads and prevent them from falling. I just stood still. And waited for it to end.
That was the day that my necklace broke in the middle of a history lesson. It wasn’t my favorite necklace, but it was a close second. I’d spent much more money on this necklace, than I would normally have, due to my sister talking me into it. She knew I wanted it. And so did I. Ever since I’d first seen it, I loved it. It looked like hundreds of sweets hanging on a thread, and it caught my eye as it glittered and sparkled tantalizingly in the shop.
So when I realized the full implication of my necklace breaking, I was quite horrified and upset.
Everyone in the class helped me to pick up the pieces of it. All of the individual beads. I put them into my pocket, and the weight of them was unbearable.
On the way home I felt them regularly clink against my leg, as a constant reminder of the broken trinket.
However, at school the next day, my friend, Sarah, rushed up to me brandishing a brown paper bag.
“Sarah, I have a present for you…” And I watched as she pulled a gorgeous colored beaded chain.
“I brought it for you, because you were upset when yours broke” She preceded to fasten it around my neck, which had felt so bare since the loss of it’s old companion.
The new beads bounced with glee as I walked. Reminding me that the most spontaneous presents or gestures are always the best.
Even to this day I have never forgotten the kindness of what Sarah did, it has left it’s mark on me, and she will never know how grateful I am. Not just because of the fact that I now have a new necklace, but because she really cheered me up.
The whole incident leaves me feeling that people should take more care to think of the feelings of others, and that certain gestures can bring light into the hearts of others. And, If there were more Sarah’s around, the world would be a much happier place.
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