My Quirklet died.

 

Actually, it just wore out and broke. I tried re-knotting it, but it wouldn’t take. In the end, I laid the old gal to rest.

 

It’s funny how something as simple as a friendship bracelet can become a part of you. Something you expect to feel against your skin. Something you never had before, but expect to now have forever.

 

I loved that Quirklet. I loved it because my friend Kyli made it for me. I loved it because it reminded me of her – each and every day. And I liked thinking of her.

 

I’m gonna miss it. All the way around.

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