Lost and can never get back…


When I was 12 years old, (don’t laugh) I had a special big red pencil case wherein which I would keep all my treasures; which included my super ball collection. I had so many different super balls which I had collected on various grocery store trips with my mom.

There were different sizes, patterns, and colors, including my prized super ball which was this fabulous oversized gigantic one with lights that would go off when you bounced it.

We were living in Miami at the time, at a hotel called the Driftwood in North Miami Beach, On Collins Avenue. There was a hurricane warning so mom and dad decided we would drive up to South Carolina, where my dad’s from, and wait it out.

As we were packing a feeling of dread came over me as I searched and searched but couldn’t find my beloved pencil case anywhere! I looked for it till the last minute; under the beds, in the kitchen cabinets, everywhere, but it was nowhere to be found. We finished loading the van and had to leave, and my heart sank as we drove away to SC.

To this day I have no idea what happened to it. I forgot about it for a long time, and only recently thought about it again. I think that deep down inside, I’m still looking for it.

That would explain a lot about me. 🙂

What’s something you lost that you wish you could get back?