Freelanced Bracelet

About 1000 B.C. A young man was working diligently in a cornfield. His wages were low and his feet were aching. Once his work was all done and the sun was setting, he began his journey home. In mid-December, as you all know, the sky gets darker much quicker. Unfortunately, this young man lived 3 miles from this cornfield. He huffed and he puffed and finally he was approaching his log cabin. He entered and called to his wife that he was home. The fire was lit, eliminating the st onewalls. He sat back on a rocking chair and started carving a piece of mahogany wood. 12 little blocks later and he had a bracelet, a present for his wife. And then stop. No one knows what has happened to this man. All we know is that once on a summer day, Stephanie was walking home. She tripped on a cobblestone, a usual thing for a dainty little girl. Not a face plant, but a few cuts later, she carefully lifted herself off the ground. In her hands, without thought, she lifted up  a strange object. She observed it and put it in her pocket. Forever hers.

 

I was built in a stone house in 1000 B.C. May 24 to be exact. My makers name was Henry Cahid. He worked on a cornfield and was never home. His wife, Katherine, wore me all the time. She often visited him to bring him a quick meal by horseback. Did I mention this was one of the richest men in all of England? Yes, Henry, my master was the brother of King William Churchill. I have been in the castles, in the parades, been everywhere. A royal bracelet you may say. The reason I am covered in holy pictures is because I was lost. I was dropped and needed to get home and I turned to God for help. And the only was for a bracelet to reach out, is to make its wants visible. I wanted to be found, more than you’ll ever know. I spent my time on the lonely streets of Essex for what felt like millenniums. In fact, as we later know, it was. One day, a raven scooped me up and I was terrified for my life. He wanted me for his nest. Selfish bird. I flew across the oceans and even thought I was terrified, it was the most beautiful thing I’ve ever seen. The one thing I didn’t know about this bird is that she didn’t have good talon – eye coordination. I fell, fell a thousand feet. I ended up with so many scrapes that are still present till this day. I gave up. I gave up on everything I’ve ever dreamed about. I took the longest sleep of my life, 2 thousand years. Until one fateful day in August, a small girl fell before me. I quivered in fear that this girl was hurt and I wanted so dearly to help her. She seemed not too hurt and carefully lifted herself off the hard, concrete ground. She grabbed me when she lifted. She looked at me and I looked at her. She was so unique and she figured I was too. She put me in her pocket and carried me to the next journey. We’ve spent years together. We’ve gone to the park, gone swimming, everywhere. She treats me so well and I’ve never been lost. She’s my best friend and I am hers. Forever hers.