The golden and shiny sun was slowly dropping, casting long shadows across the streets of the small town of Ankara. Markets were closing and vendor were packing up their wares as the day was coming to an end. Pelin and her friend, Ayse, walking slowly around the crowd, savoring the last moments of their day out. They didn’t know the thing that was going to happen.
“Pelin, can you look quietly and slowly at the ground?” Ayse’s voice was a hushed whisper, breaking the gentle hum of the market. Pelin puzzled, looked at her friend and asked “Why? What’s the matter?”. Ayse with what seemed to be a great excitement said “Just do it please.” Pelin complied, lowering her gaze to the beautiful stones of the ground. At first she did not see anything unusual. But then, her eyes caught a glint of something metallic and shiny, partially hidden by a stone. “Am I mistaken, or is there a golden bracelet right under my foot?” Ayse’s voice was heard. Pelin’s heart skipped a beat. She crouched down, careful not to draw too much attention, and gently brushed away the dirt and debris. There, nestled among the stones, was indeed a golden bracelet. It was intricately designed, with delicate engravings that shimmered in the fading light. Pelin carefully picked it up, turning it over in her hands. Pelin with her eyes wide open said” Its the most beautiuful thing I saw in my life.”. As they were examining the bracelet a soft voice asked “Have you seen a golden bracelet around here?”. Pelin and Ayse looked up to see an elderly woman standing nearby, her eyes filled with worry. She wore a simple dress, and her hands were clasped together in front of her. With a glimpse of humanity Ayse asked if the bracelet that they found was her’s. The woman’s face lit up with relief and gratitude. “Oh, thank you! Yes, that’s mine. It was a gift from my late husband, and I’ve been searching for it all day.”
As the woman walked away, Pelin and Elara felt a deep sense of fulfillment. They had not only discovered a hidden treasure but had also returned it to its rightful owner. The golden bracelet, with its intricate designs and heartfelt story, had brought a touch of magic to their ordinary day. As they continued their stroll home, the sky now painted in the deep hues of twilight, Pelin glanced at Ayse and grinned. “I guess sometimes, looking down can help you find something truly precious.” Ayse laughed softly, nodding in agreement. “And sometimes, it leads to a story you’ll never forget.”