They took everything except and small brown box you had seen it before in your parents closet. You had asked what it was and they quickly pushed you out of the room and said go to bed. You had been so confused of what just happened. Before you left you could hear your parents yelling saying "Why do you still have that John! I told you it get rid of it!" All he would say was " It's mine I didn't see the need to." You thought to your self "All this for a box?" and now it's back, but in the living room just sitting there. Why did they not take this? you ask your self. As you slowly make your way toward the box you see it move slightly. As you opened it in a slow neversous action you see a small note at the bottom. " You should had never opened me!" it read. And at that moment you fling backwords toward the wall your life is over.
