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05/15/2022 11:17 PM 

AC 27 β€” TOKENS

Having been a sentimental type of person her entire life, Natty was always prone to taking little knick knacks and memories along with her each and every time she said goodbye to a place she resided in, no matter the length of her stay. Growing up, she was keen on keeping a rock from all 50 states, even managing to snag one from Alaska once she was in her late teens. After living the fast life on the road and soon being booked into prison, however, she didn't get to keep much of those old memories at all.

When presented with her late mother's old RV soon after being released, Natty knew she couldn't keep it. It would be far too painful, and she had no way and nowhere to keep it stored safely. Not much within it was salvageable after over a decade of neglect. All she could find within were a box of friendship bracelets Natty had made for her mother throughout their years of traveling the open road, the little girl having had nothing to do but sit and make her one and only friend these string bracelets that the woman was always proud to wear either around her wrists, ankles, or even her hair. In this small shoebox laid all those memories, those times now long gone and instead replaced with years of misfortune and anything but true freedom.

The box was the only thing Natalie had the heart to take. Her mother's memory was something too sacred for her to want to mess around too much with, so exactly the way it was was how she sent it to be completely destroyed instead of picked apart for parts. Nowadays, she wears only a few of these bracelets herself, not even attempting to handle the ones that seem too fragile to worn with time.

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