Imani Lehte

The World Has Grown Silent

It’s been 3 years since I’ve last seen my mother. All I have left of her is my great-great grandmother’s gold heart-shaped locket. The one she always told me to wear, but I refused because I saw it as tacky and old. I never thought that now I would hold it so dear and pray that one day I would survive long enough to give it to children of my own.