Word Count: 261<\/p>\n

She looked through the closets and under the bed. She went through every dresser drawer and took everything off shelves to check along the walls and into dark corners. Desperate, she went through all the kitchen cabinets, the vanity and the linen closet in the bathroom. She pulled out each set of towels and shook them, refolded them back into neat piles. She looked under the bed again. She couldn\u2019t find it anywhere.<\/p>\n

\u201cDid you look out in the hall?\u201d asked her neighbor. \u201cMaybe you left it in class,\u201d suggested her best friend Irene. \u201cNo,\u201d she said, and \u201cno, I wouldn\u2019t have,\u201d she answered. She was getting quite grumpy with all the suggestions of where she should look. If anyone knew where it was, it was herself, after all. Though she appreciated the concern, it was all speculation and nothing helpful at all.<\/p>\n

As the flowers outside bloomed and wilted, as the maple trees spread their tips into green fingers, changed polish to fiery red for the autumn, dropped in a swoon before winter, she search and searched without luck.<\/p>\n

Irene told her, \u201cYou need to get out more, see the whole world outside of your narrow street, your three-room apartment, your laptop and virtual friends.\u201d<\/p>\n

\u201cBut I like my street, my home, my Facebook and twitter friends,\u201d she said.<\/p>\n

\u201cIs that what makes you happy?\u201d asked Irene.<\/p>\n

She thought about it carefully before she shook her had and looked down with a barely audible \u201cno.\u201d<\/p>\n

\u201cThen find it elsewhere,\u201d Irene said with a smile. \u201cYou might try looking outside.\u201d<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"

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