Ok, imagine that you have a small, protected little magicky thing that keeps your whole life together. It shares all your memories of your friends, your songs, your wishes, your stories, your favorite sayings, your thoughts, your dreams, your emotions; in short, imagine your whole life wrapped up in one little silver ball. Beautiful, isn't it?
Now imagine that little silver ball getting shattered into a billion pieces. I'm not talking heart-break. I'm talking serious, life-shattering moments of "oh-crap"-ness. Yeah. And thanks to my little brother and my stupid naivete in thinking I wouldn't worry that much about it, my entire everything is gone.
Agh!!!!!!!!!!!
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