Writing Prompt : Something You Lost

 

I begged my parents for that stupid ring. It was $270 of high school tack shilled by a Jostens rep in a blue coat but I wanted it so bad.

I don’t know why they agreed. Who gets a high school class ring? Who even wears a high school class ring once the twelfth grade is over?

It arrived, gold and blue with faces and icons. My right hand looked dope.

I lost it within six months. $270 down the possibly literal drain.

I still have no idea where it is. It’s my parents fault though; who buys their kid a high school class ring? The blame isn’t mine. Not one bit.

AN : Really short one this week. Brain feeling dead. Yes, this actually happened. Whoops.