There is a nice story about a video tape (VHS) that I found on the street. there was no name on it, and when I found it I was kind of moody and down... recently split with my girlfriend at that time and things with the family and University where going tough... picked up this nameless VHS tape from the street and took it home. Played it and this was the video https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=xfq_A8nXMsQ
as you can imagine it changed my mind-set at that moment...I started sharing that video with my friends, we use to call it the "good vibe video".This was before internet and Youtube were around it was magical !
I lost a watch who belonged to my grandfather and I lost a necklace who were supposed to bring me luck. I found a diary in the train, and I took it since I thought it should be important to its owner. There were memories in it. I found the owner by translating the pages since they were in French.
Many years ago (I think 35 years ago) I had found a camera on rock on the seaside. It was inside his leather bag. I had brought home.
There were beautiful pictures inside.
Once I was on holiday in Amsterdam and one evening I found a pendant. It was a small key.
It looked like a sign of fate... It was a period wherein I was looking for confirmations and that key seemed a signal of getting into someone...
I wore this pendant like necklace for years and I still wear it.
I hate going to the cinema. Some friends took me to watch Into the wild. I had in my pocket my Nintendo ds white, with a cracked card with about hundred games. I had almost finished Zelda, I was on the top level. At the end of the film I got up and I left. The DS must have slipped out of his pocket on the chair of cinema. The next day I phoned but had found nothing. The film was also a shitty movie, and I still hate the cinema.
When I was in high school I used to go to study in the woods near my house. I often took with me the CD player. Once I left and never recovered but I do not remember which cd was inside. I just remember that it was not De Andrè, because I still have it.
I lost a pair of earrings that was given to me by my ex-boyfriend. They were beautiful and meant a lot. Also this ex-boyfriend brought me home a small pendant of Tiffany. At first I taught it was a gift that he had done. Then the truth came out and he told me that he found it out of a pub during one night. He felt useless so he went at Tiffany's. made him shine and buy a new chain and also the blue box. It was absurd but really appreciated.
I recently lost my phone. It ended in the depths of the Grand Canal of Venice. But it was not a so important loss because I was talking intimately with a person.
If i can go back in time I will miss it again.
The thing I lost and I will always remember is my stuffed animal sheep.
I lost it approximately when i was 8/9 years old in a Hotel.
It was important for me because it had given to me by my mom when I was away with my dad and I missed her and that sheep reminded me of her.
One day going to landfill with my father, next to the entrance gate, I found a bicycle. The color was unreadable, because covered with oil and dust.I still find it the most beautiful bike I've ever seen. I fell in love instantly, like when you talk to someone you do not know, but you feel attracted to her. My father almost
refused to take it home and he promised to buy me a better one. But I persisted up and I won. I spent a winter freezing in the garage sanding that bike, night after night, while I was preparing the models for my exams.
It has become my bike, which I found to be produced by a brand from the sixties.