A Prized Possession

Melissa finishes ironing the shirt and places it neatly in the pack of pressed clothes. Her eyes are moist as she enters his room with the bunch of formals.

  Places them on his bed, and walks swiftly to her room.  

Plops on her bed with a heavy heart and quivers while looking around those picture frames that make her walk back in memory lane when he held her hand to walk and climb steps. His first birthday and those gawky expressions that stole everybody’s heart, and today, this prized possession, of hers, is grown up and leaving for college.

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The Carrot Ranch is having a flash fiction of 99 words. Prized Possession is the key word.
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