The Curly Wurly Mourning

1:23

It's now 1:23pm
Yasi and Marshmoo are walking along the pathway
Yasi spots a part of a Curly Wurly packet on the ground
She wonders if it is hers
Even if it's not
It makes her sad
It reminds her of her beloved Curly Wurly
And longs for another one
She fights back tears and marches on
In memory of her Curly Wurly
That she viciously tore apart for recess
Her greatest regret was not saying goodbye