
I was stumbling on the class blog, and I came across the idea to "Tell a Story about a found item". Then ironicaly, as I left the Fondren library I found a cross necklace. A girl was walking into the library and the reason why she lost her neckalce was because it fell off. She was flustered about school work, test, and boyfriends. So when she was in the library she never noticed. When she wasn't in the library, she felt happiness, and this is where she thought she belonged. But it wasn't until she walked out of the library that she realized where she was supposed to be, where her faith, and religion remained. The library is synonomous to the superficial aspects of college. Like greek organizations. But it was actually, outside of all of those things that was right, and good.
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