Write a story in which a ring, a key and a letter play an important part

as i sit on my bed, I stare at my wedding ring for a little longer. i miss him. i look at the letter sitting on the dresser. i can bring myself to read it.

"HEY! WE'RE GONNA BE LATE!"

I jump up. oh shoot. i grab the letter and run out the door. my sister is putting the last suitcase into the car. "need help, baby?" her husband comes around and kisses her. she laughs as he takes it and fits in into the trunk. "showoff"

the ride is long and tiring. halfway through, my sister says, "hey. did you read it yet?" i look at the letter im holding in my hands. "i. . i cant" i whisper. i feel my sister's hand on my shoulder. "yes you can. what if it leads you to him? i cant say anything because i can feel the wave of tears coming. "open it" she says. "go ahead" as the tears start flowing slowly, i open it. inside is a heart-shaped key. on the back, it says, "to my queen: here is the key to my heart <3" the tears flow faster as i read and i hold the key to my chest. memories of him flash before my eyes.

"hey" my sister says. "there's something else" i look inside the paper fold and i see a ring. his ring. i cry for a good 30 minutes before i'm calm again. my sister is now up front talking to her husband. after a minute or two, she looks back and smiles. i smile back. its all i can do at the moment.  

the, finally, i read the letter:

"Hello, my princess. if you are reading this, i have probably disappeared.  im sorry that i left without a goodbye. i want you to know that. i also want you to know: im never coming back. i am dead by now.  im sorry. know that it was painful.

" i love you, my queen. always remember that. it was because of you that my life had meaning.

"ps: the key unlocks $97k in my bank account. i was trying to go for $99k but God wanted me home before i could. sorry. but now you have more than enough for Culinary school! go to school. find someone. be happy. live. do it for me. :) i love you, baby. see you soon. Me and dad (God) are waiting. matter a fact: here. take this ring. to remind you of me and to remind you of your promise.  dont lose it like u lost our car keys so many times. . . ok ok. i'll go now. see ya later, wifey. ^3^"

then i heard screaming and when i looked up and saw a truck coming right at us. my husband lied. im coming home sooner than he thought.  im coming home today.

"see you soon, baby" i whisper. i kiss the letter and a moment later, the truck hits our small car. and then there he is. waiting. just like he promised. . .

(i spend the next 5 weeks apologizing for breaking mine)

the end

while his customary satire is present in mark twain's short story "the notorious jumping frog of calaveras county," there is a cloaking of this satire as twain's narrator is not directly involved. another literary device that you could build a thesis around is the use by twain of hyperbole.

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