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May 6, 2020 at 12:22pm
May 6, 2020 at 12:22pm
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PROMPT May 6th

Write about an object you own that has negligible monetary value, but is priceless to you.


Collin crouched on his knees, toes stuck up in the air, head and arms buried in a closet that quite frankly, Collin forgot. He'd been kicking some things about the other day, pushing some rubbish around, and there, before him was the door. Collin stopped dead and stared at the door. Slowliy one corner of his mouth turned up to the right. Then the other corner turned up to the left. And before he knew it, Collin was sporting a genuine, bonafide smile on his grimy little face. And suddenly his enormous black eyes were sparkling with glee. Well, if enourmous black eyes could actually sparkle then that's what Collin's eyes did. Tossing more rubbish aside he flung open the door and hurled himself into the contents.

So that's where Collin was. Crouched on his knees, head buried in the closet, arms flailing about as he raked through the contents of the forgotten closet. For Collin it was a true joy. He squealed happily as he grabbed one item after another and studied it. He tossed each item back and forth in his nasty little hands, turning each item over and over, then tossing it aside for another. It was like Collin had found a treasure chest. An actual treasure chest! Full of the most wonderful things! Well, things only Collin found wonderful. For most of the world the collection of trinkets and baubles and other odd junk was simply...junk. So it made sense the junky little knicknacks found their way into the depths of Collin's trove of treasures.

As Collin plowed through the closet a tiny tingly thought entered his mind. Not that Collin had many tingly thoughts, but this one made him sit up in surprise. His face dropped and he stared at the ceiling as the thought became bigger and no longer tingled. He thought about the thought. Because that's what Collin did. He never just thought. When he found himself with a thought he always thought about the thought. Because Collin never knew when a thought about thought would become a good idea. One he could put to good use. One that would bring him profit. One that would make him squeal with delight.

But the thought Collin thought was no big idea. No profit involved. Instead it was something that went straight to his heart. Something he'd forgotten about. He turned and looked at the pile he'd made. It really must be there. It was so long ago, but it must still be there. At least Collin hoped it was there. So Collin jumped into the pile and raked through once again. It had to be there. He was sure it was there.

And the the thing Collin sought? That had to be there? Well it was something that was crooked and bent. It was tarnished and ugly. But to Collin it was priceless. Well, it was priceless right now. After all, it had been thrown in the closet and forgotten until Collin thought his last thought.

Collin was frantic so he dug even faster. His arms flailed about as he tossed one thing after another. And then just as despair was about to take hold, there in the corner hidden in the dark was the thing that he sought. It was simply a key. Broken and bent. Tarnished and ugly. Not worth a dime but to Collin it meant everything. Because you see, it was the key to his heart. Given to him by his one true love. Well, knowing Collin, he may have stolen the key. But stolen or not the key once belonged to his dearest Colleen.

Sadly, like so many things in the 400 years of Collin's meager life, Colleen's heart beat for another. She wasn't his. And never would be. And that's why Collin took the key. It was useless to everyone else. But not to Collin for it was truly the key to his heart.


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