I have a hair clip that was given to me by a family member who later hurt me very deeply. I used to wear it every day. I'd take it off and rub its smooth wood arc constantly, and the oils from my hair and my hand deepened the color of the wood so that it matched my hair exactly. I'd often think of him as I held my hair clip in my hand, and think
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It must be hard to work out how to feel about someone when you have such conflicting memories of them.
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