Everyone has what others call a past life. This meaning that as you grow and experience life you acquire a "past life". Most have keepsakes of this past. For me it's like Ariel or tinker Bell. I keep these things as reminders of the past and the lessons learned. Things like a necklace shared between old friends, or bullet shells from the day I first shot a gun. Sometimes your mementos keep better than others like the ring from that guy in high school you swore you would marry one day, or the necklace from the summer you wish never ended. Others are only pieces of what they once where a lot like the memory of the person you have kept them for. For me this would be the necklace given to me once beautiful and shiny, now broken and in pieces a lot like that relationship. These things leave you with memories, everyone has something that's special to them. You hold on to it not always for the people it was given by but for the memories and the lessons you learned.
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Faith sparks hope
RandomThis book is written out of my inner most emotions and thoughts to help guide you through your hardships.
