Whoever said diamonds are a girl’s best friend must’ve been doing some wild drugs. They’re just a bunch of shiny rocks stuck in some gaudy ring or necklace. It’s not like you can actually do anything with them. They won’t create world peace or feed a bunch of starving kids in developing countries. Well, maybe they could feed someone if you pawned them, but then they’d be gone and you wouldn’t have them anymore, would you? Did you ever see those rich ladies with the leather tans that wear lots of them? I don’t really understand why, but they seem to like them a lot. My dad gave me a diamond bracelet for Christmas, which was really nice of him but I would have been just as happy with one of those macramé ones with my name on it. When I got home my mom took it away and put it in a safety deposit box in case I lose it or the house burns down or something. Maybe I’m wrong, but doesn’t sand have to heat to high temperatures to create a diamond in the first place? So why does it need…..
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- Written by: Joyce Storey