Lacy opened the box to find a beautiful silver necklace with a small crystal pendant. It sparkled under the morning light, and she gasped in delight.

"Lacy, come down! Your breakfast is ready," her mom called out.

"Happy birthday, sweetie," her mom said, giving her a warm hug.

As she opened the journal to the first page, a small piece of paper slipped out. It was a poem, handwritten: