Comments on: keychain

By: Chelsea Drake

Chelsea Drake — Wed, 17 Mar 2010 02:03:18 +0000

Once I had a San Francisco keychain. It told everyone that passed me how much I loved San Francisco. The flecks of marijuana that clung to the red stripe that made up the Golden Gate Bridge reminded me of my day in Golden Gate Park with Alex, my then-love-of-life, now-ex-hate-you-boyfriend.

By: nicole

nicole — Wed, 17 Mar 2010 02:01:16 +0000

car vroom go phewwwww monkeys i love new york random hurry goooooo! ahhhh omg jingle happy shut up and drive!! smile sunny sundays counrty drives fun memories summer

By: anna

anna — Wed, 17 Mar 2010 01:54:07 +0000

silver black circle links flashlight souvenir trinket plastic metal cold round layer ridged smooth fun

By: Sylvi

Sylvi — Wed, 17 Mar 2010 01:53:10 +0000

i think a key chain is sorta like a scrap book. everytime you go somewhere you put something new on it.

By: Isabelle

Isabelle — Wed, 17 Mar 2010 01:42:42 +0000

"Promise me you'll keep it forever?" the boy asked her.
"Promise." Bridget answered, smiling at him. They'd been dating for almost three months.
1 month later:
"Bridget, I don't think this long distance relationship is going to work out. You're moving. You should arrive in Minnesota feeling free. Single. Enjoy it!"
"Brandon, I don't want to be single! We've been together for 4 months, we have something special! I can't believe this is happening." she sunk onto one of the comfortable armchairs in her den.
"I want to stay friends, Bee! But I don't think either of us can stay true to each other this far away. Call me once you get there," he told her, putting his arm around her.
"I can't believe this," Bridget repeated.
"I should get home," Brandon said, nervously glancing at her. "I'm sorry, Bee." She glared at him as he darted from the room, looking abosolutely terrifed of her gaze.
1 month later:
"Bee!"
"Hey, Jordan," Bridget said. Jordan was a friend she'd known ever since she started visiting her father in Minnesota seven years ago.
"That's a cool keychain," he said, pointing to the same monkey keychain that Brandon had given her two months before.
"Thanks," she said wearily, trying not to think about her ex boyfriend. He had tried to stay in touch, but for the first month, she ignored each of his calls, deleted his emails and ripped up his letters. They'd talked twice since the break up.
"You okay? You look a little down," Jordan said, quickening his pace to walk next to her.
"Yeah, I'm just freaking out a little about the social studies test we took last period. I'm not sure if I did well on it."
"C'mon, Bee. You're amazing at history. Plus, Mrs.Faremount loves you," he pointed out. She nodded, laughing.
"Ugh, I missed you, Bee. Don't you leave for that long again," Jordan told her as they reached her house.
"It wasn't even a year," she answered, handing him her backpack as she fixed her coat.
"Whatever. It was too long. You're staying for good this time, right?" he asked, handing her the coat.
"Yes, Jordan," she giggled. "See you tomorrow, okay?"
"See ya," he agreed, and walked away smiling. As soon as Bridget was inside her house and Jordan was safely down the street, the doorbell rang.
"Bridget, Carolyn's at the door!" Bridget's dad called to her.
"Okay dad, I got it!" she yelled back.
"Was that Jordan walking home with you?" Carolyn asked, walking straight into the house the second the door opened.
"Hello to you too!"
"Oh yeah, hey," Carolyn answered.
"Yeah, it was Jordan. We haven't talked in a while, and my house is on the way to his," Bridget explained.
"But you totally liked him last year," Carolyn pointed out in a low voice as they hurried to the basement.
"Okay, fine. Maybe I liked him a little bit. But nothing is going on. I only just broke up with Brandon. Give me some time! Plus, Jordan totally does not like me," Bridget reasoned.
"Whatever," Carolyn said doubtfully.

By: hannah

hannah — Wed, 17 Mar 2010 01:30:53 +0000

you got the keys -
what they unlock,
well.
up to you.
you can play your stupid headgames,
and lead me on,
or you could grab your keychain,
with the key that you need.
make a decision-
but do it soon,
or else there will never ever,
be a me and you.

By: idjit

idjit — Wed, 17 Mar 2010 01:25:53 +0000

Keychain, keychain
Everybody's got a keychain!
Some are small
Some are noisy
Some are from Granada
Some are from Boise
My keychain is simple
A loop with four keys
Your keychain's jangly
And scares away bees
You have more keys and can open more locks
But we both have keychains
like shepherds have flocks
Spanish people say llavero
I just say "nice keychain, guero"

By: Fail

Fail — Wed, 17 Mar 2010 01:23:10 +0000

My magical keychain of awesomness is black. It has spikes on it and it holds all of my keys on a ring. I figure I’ll never lose my keys with this.

By: roxanne

roxanne — Wed, 17 Mar 2010 01:09:22 +0000

He reached into his pocket for his keychain. He found his mobile phone, a packet of cigarettes, his lighter but no keychain. “Bugger” he exclaimed loudly. “Where the fuck are they?”. He had been out on the town all night, having started drinking at 7.00 and catching the first train home from Flinders Street at 5.30 am.

By: Billy

Billy — Wed, 17 Mar 2010 00:59:07 +0000

I like to have a lot of keychains (and keys) tangled together on my keyring. It makes me feel powerful, like I am holding a lot of important information (and memories). Also, it helps me to remember where my keys are as they jingle and make loud noises.