I just lost the most important item I own. I lost the one thing that means the world to me. I took it off while I was working, because I didn't want it to smell like a Restaurant-kitchen and now I don't know where it is. I just lost the one thing that I would die for. Not for the item in particular but for what it represents and what it means to me. I am going crazy right now. I could shoot myself. I'm the most stupid person there is in this world. I lost it. How could I ever loose that? This is like loosing my heart or soul or brain or anything else you need for survival. I'm dying on the inside already. Slowly, little bits and pieces are dying as I sit here and contemplate on where I did not look yet. I looked everywhere. You're such a sucker, Jenny!
If I won't find it again until - I don't know when - I will not take any calls, I will not smile and I will not go out in public ever again. Please, God, let me find the item NOW. I'm begging you, and I know I shouldn't beg for something like this. You have so much more on your mind, like wars and poverty and hunger. But since I don't think you can manage to get rid of these things in the next hour, why don't you take a little time and let this poor girl right here find the most favourite and important item she owns. That would be amazing. Think about, God, think about it.
If you won't hear from me in a while now - you know what I'm doing: searching, going crazy, screaming and crying. Wish me luck.
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