- By Jimmy H Greenberg
- Published 11/19/2010
- New Age
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Rating:
Unrated

I had never thought that I would own such a branded purse when I was only a high school student. I remember it was a nice day and I went shopping with my best friend Michel. We stopped when we passed by a chain store. We were fascinated by the purses and handbags in the shop window and were shocked by their prices. I could not help entering the store with an idea of fulfilling my greedy eyes, instead of buying any one of them. With the enthusiastic recommendation of the salesgirl, I selected a pink purse with a shining and exquisite diamond on the front. Unfortunately, I was too excited to hold it. The purse fell down from the topmost shelf. I stared at the diamond which was separated from the purse with my mouth open. I broke the purse. It was a tragicomedy that I owned the branded purse. However, it was the most extravagant purchase I had ever made. In the following days, Michel and I had to say goodbye to our favorite books, magazines and snacks because we had no spare pocket money.