~~~Emily
I stood up and looked around the room. It didn’t take long to gather what little I had. A few clothes. My documents. And my most prized possession: the necklace my mom left for me.
It was a small pendant with a red stone in the center.
I held it close to my chest, and for a moment, I felt lighter. Grounded.
That necklace has been the only thing keeping me sane in this house. Whenever I feel like I’m about to break… it fixes me.
Sometimes, when I hold it, I feel like I’m with her again. Like I’m not alone.
I tear dropped from my eyes, then another one and I crumpled to the floor and before I knew it, I was a crying mess.
I clenched my chest.
Even though I was only five when she died, I miss her. I miss her so much. All the memories that we made came crashing down on me and
