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The Silk Ribbon

Everything felt like it was in its right place--I was stable in every aspect of my

life; I was succeeding in everything, and I had the most perfect fiance I could

ever ask for. She was an extremely beautiful woman with long silky hair, perfect

features, and had a silk red ribbon around her neck all the time.

Despite everything going pretty well, there was one thing constantly on my mind.

The fact that I had never seen my fiance without that red ribbon--ever--was

bothering me more than anything. I asked her about it hundreds of times, but all

she ever said was that she had been in an accident when he was a child and that

it had left such a huge, ugly scar that she was ashamed of. Even if that was the

case, it was still strange that she had never once taken the ribbon off, even when

she slept. Her being so secretive and insecure hurt my feelings.

One day, we got into a huge argument. She blamed me for constantly bugging

her about the ribbon, and I criticized her for her lack of trust. She became fed up

and turned her back to me, and I tried to pull her in by her ribbon. This was

when I experienced the most traumatic event of my life. As the fiery red ribbon

left her neck, her head dropped to the floor and rolled to my feet.

I simply just did not feel anything. Every moment we’ve spent together flashed in

front of my eyes, and I started packing my stuff. I left the house, also leaving her

body behind, and I knew I was never coming back.

S. Misheel 11C