[ WP ] You 've lived your whole life with a bracelet made of a solid material on your wrist . Any attempt to remove it has been unsuccessful , but you 've had it as long as you can remember . Today , it fell off .

You never know what you have until it disappears. That dull, black metal band encircling your wrist, always there since you can remember. The curve of the band forms perfectly to the shape of your wrist. Definitely metal, as it clinks like metal, yet it has grown with you, changing shape as you have grown. No markings on it, even though you almost cut off your arm trying to scratch your name into it. Some people hid theirs with watches and bracelets, while you decided to show it proudly, waiting for it to do something, anything. 
 
 Someone once told you that something incredible would happen when the band fell off. You brushed it off, as it was obvious. Something would need to have happened to remove that band, because nothing you know could remove it. You wish that you had asked about it more. 
 
 It just disappeared with no fanfare, and yet, nothing else has happened. Your day has gone on just like any other day, but something feels off. There is a knot in your stomach, your legs want to run. You glance at the clock constantly, time is still flowing. All you can think about is that band. What did it do, why was it here, what is going to happen? Why does it matter? 
 
 How is it that something so inconsequential can have such a big impact on life, even if nothing has changed with it gone? 
 
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 Post prompt: Not sure how I feel about this response. I could feel myself starting to ramble on, so I stopped where I felt it was suitable. This was written in the middle of me juggling multiple tasks and I'm running out of time... If I had more time, I could probably expand on this more/clarify it. I like this prompt, and I like where my response is going. Look at me now, rambling again....I should stop now.
