A time when I lost something important

I have never had closeness to a desire for material things. There was only one thing that I always had with me and that I considered (maybe it was due to the circumstances) (it is better to use parenthesis rather than dashes) as a good-luck charm. However, in my opinion, the rest of other material things are only a burden that constrain and limit your freedom in some way. The important things in life are those that can not be paid bought with money... I know, it sounds like an advertisement but in my view it is so true. Love, health, affection, happiness,... these non-material goods are the ones I think everybody should follow, wish and fight for. Nevertheless, I would lie if I didn't say that I felt so sad when I lost my bangle. (a bagle is something you eat and I don't think this is what you meant)

I had the bangle with me since I was 18 years old. It was a present of from my parents for my cum-laude at high school. I can remember now as that I thought then at the time that it was a little ugly: "Gold and silver together? My parents haven't any taste for what makes a beautiful in bracelet...". But I dind't say anything about this. I put it on and I have had it with me since then. Initially I did it as a courtesy, but some years later - (after my parents separation) - it became the symbol of my united family that I missed so much...

Two autumns ago, I was working in Fuente Obejuna as a mathematics teacher. A workmate was going to retire in a couple of days later, so we all went to have lunch all together. All We were talking about school, students, parents,... - (you know so how bored can be the people can be that talk about their jobs) - when, suddenly, I realized that my wrist dind't (it is "didn't") weigh feel normal. the same as ever. I had lost my bangle, the one that was had written on it "Mamá y Papá". The one thing I still kept from my united family. I really fell apart.

I was searching for it all the evening. I was in went to every place I had been that day. I even did made posters and hung them in the school and the main streets of the village.The following For the next several days I was telling told everybody about my loss, but it never appears. reappeared.

I should admit that I cried and was scared... I had strange, bad feelings... It was my charm... It protected me... My parents protected me... I never imagined that I would feel so bad!! Even today tears flow freely down my face when I think about the meaning significance my bangle had for me and that I lost it...

And what about you? Have you ever had a material charm?

Another great post Mercedes!!  Very well written and your emotion comes across to the reader very clearly.  Just a bit of rearranging and word substitutions to give it some added polish but your English for the most part is excellent!  Remember to try not to begin any sentence is English with "and" or "but" as this is not good English.

A time when I lost something important

I have never had closeness to material things. There was only one thing that I always had with me and that I considered - maybe it due to the circumstances - as a good-luck charm (There was only one thing that I always had with me and which, owing to events in my family, I came to consider a good-luck charm). However, in my opinion, the rest of most material things are only a burden that constrain and limit your freedom in some way.(you are speaking generally here so cannot really limit everybody to anything but your bracelet)  The important things in life are those that can not be paid bought with money... I know, it sounds like an advertising slogan, but in my view it is so. Love, health, affection, happiness,... these non-material goods are the ones I think everybody should follow seek, wish for and fight for. Nevertheless, I would lie be lying if I didn't say that I felt so terribly ( many adjectives could be used here - I think terribly reflects your feelings at this point) sad when I lost my bangle.

I had had the bangle with me since I was 18 years old. It was a present of from my parents for my cum-laude at high school. I can remember now as that I thought then at the time that it was a little ugly: "Gold and silver together? My parents haven't any taste in bracelets...". But I didn't say anything about. I put on and I had with me since then thereafter. Initially I did wore it as a courtesy, but some years later - after my parents separated - it became the symbol of my united family that I missed so much...

Two autumns ago, I was working in Fuente Obejuna as mathematic teacher. A workmate was going to retire a couple of days later, so we went to have lunch all together. We were all talking about school, students, parents,... - you know so how boring  the people that talk about the job can be - when suddenly, I realized that my wrist didn't weigh the same as ever usual. I had lost my bangle, the one that was written on it inscribed "Mamá y Papá". The one thing I still kept from my united family. I really felt apart. (not sure if you mean "fell apart" i.e. distraught)

I was searching for it all the evening. I was in went to every place I had been that day. I even did made posters and hung them in the school and the main streets of the village.In the following days (In the days that followed) I was telling everybody about my loss... But it never appeared.

I should admit that I cried and felt scared... I had strange, bad feelings... It was my charm... It protected me... My parents protected me... I never imagined that I would feel so bad!! Even today tears flow freely down my face when I think about the meaning my bangle had for me and that I lost it...

And what about you? Have you ever had a material charm?

Mercedes, this is a fantastic piece of work - really excellent. A very touching story, well told.  

As usual my blue words are simply to make it a bit more fluent. The red ones are things that I think really need to be done.