One day I was going though some of my mother's things. I'm twenty years old. I still live with my father. My mother died the day I was born. My father is well off financially. Anything I wanted he got for me. Our relationship was pretty normal. He's always supported anything I wanted to do.
It was a Sunday morning. I got bored so I went up in the attic. I noticed a chest in the corner. I haven't been up there much. It was the first time I noticed the chest.
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