Golden Necklace
The younger sister suffered from some unnamed affliction and was very frail. Her hair stood off of her head like a burst of dishwire and she wore braces on her arms and legs. Once I kicked a ball to her and when it bounced off of her shins she stood there screaming with crippling pain.
In elementary school I went through a serious klepto phase and I ended up stealing this golden necklace from the younger sister. I held onto it for months, then when my family went camping I claimed to have found it in a tree stump. They bought the story without question. I was disheartened at how easily they were hooked as I think I secretly wanted to be caught.
But it doesn't really make much difference now, because I just found out that they're both dead... so I guess that necklace is mine.
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