Everyone has a
favorite possession. Mine is a watch that my grandmother, my mother’s mother,
and one of my favorite people in the world, gave me when I was about seven
years old. To me, it represents my grandmother’s love and care.
Whenever I wear it, I feel like my grandmother is by my side, taking care of me
and protecting me. (Don’t get me wrong. I don’t mean she was dead.) The watch
belt is pink, and there are bright decorations looking like diamonds around the
surface of the clock, forming a circle. It also looked amazing on my wrist.
Whenever I wore it, it always drew attention. I loved it very much, so I wore
it everyday. One day I wore it to school as usual and played and ran with my
friends. All of a sudden, my wrist hit the wall and the glass surface of the
watch was broken. At the same time my heart was broken as well. From then on I
don't wear any watch anymore. I put the watch into its box and cherish it.
That's a harsh lesson for me.
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