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George let out a low sigh as he continued looking through the boxes in his grandparents attic, like his grandma had asked him to before she passed.
"Why did she want me to look up here?" George thought as he went through all the boxes."There's nothing in here!" George says getting up from his crouching position and walking over to the stairs, about to give up looking for the night.
As he was about to head down the stairs, in the corner of his eye he spotted. box, a odd color box.. It was different from the rest due to it being a different color.
It was a purplish color with blue diamonds painted on it. "How could I of not seen this!? it was right in front of my face this whole time!" He thought as he made his way to the odd colored box, turning on the flashlight due to it being dark, he had guessed that's why he didn't see it the first time.
I walked over to the odd colored box, pulling it towards the light, turning off my flashlights got a good look at the box, it looked so old but new? I grabbed the box cutter from next to me and opening it, carefully cutting through the tape.
setting it down after closing it next to me. I turned back to the box opening it, looking into the now fully opened box, was a book?, a sweatshirt, and a note..
I picked up the sweatshirt first, examining it, it was black with a small red rose on the chest area, on the right. I looked on the sleeve and it had initials "GD" I guessed it was my granddads since that's his initials (he was named after his grandpa)
I turned over the sweatshirt to see if there was anything on the back, to which my surprise there was. On the back was the word "Davidson" I would guess it is brand new since it looks so new, but i guessed it was just really well kept.
I carefully set down the hoodie, looking back into the box, i pulled out the book that was in the box, I blew on it to get the dust off of it.
I saw on the front cover was, the initials "GD" just like on the sleeve on the sweatshirt. under the initials carved into the book was the word "journal" I would have to guess this is my grandpa's journal.
i carefully opened the book revealing a locket tapped on the inside cover of the book. I shrugged it off, and look at the first page, on it was written "The smp" it had a whole bunch of writing explaining the smp, and what it was. As i was reading the book i seen a page, that stuck out to me.
may 23, 1981
Today i met someone by the name of philza. he was really nice indeed, he invited me over to his place for tea. I gladly accepted, he had started talking about theses 4 boys, they sounded like a handful to me. There was one who loved to play guitar and had a huge passion for music, i reckon his name was wilbur? There was this kid who always wore the same shirt everyday! I thought that was a little silly, but from what i heard he was really loud and a outgoing personality. he had this best friend named tubbo, from the way philza explained this kid named tubbo, was in love with bees and has a heart of gold. Philza has also mentioned that tubbo and I think Tommy was his name, are inseparable. Last but not least we have technoblade. i think that was his name, philza had mentioned that he hated the government, orphans, and loved conflict and arson. Which i think is a bit odd. he was good with swords, bow and arrows, and would do anything for his family, he's also the oldest from that i heard which i find awesome, philza had said he has long pink hair, which i thought was fastanating. after a while, i had to say goodbye to mr. Philza, i hope we see each other again, and maybe next time i'll be able to meet his children! today was nice, but i can't wait to find out what tomorrow has in store for me.
-Georgie DavidsonGeorge kept looking through the pages of the book trying to find out more about this "smp" once he had reached the end of the book, he had saw a key.
"a key?" he thought his mind started to wonder about the note, until he snapped out of his thoughts remembering the key. he stared at the key for a moment before remembering the note that was in the box, maybe it could tell him what the key was for.
He reached into the box searching for the note, once his fingers landed on the note he grabbed it, and carefully brought the note out. he opened it, it was a note for him, from his grandpa? he started reading through the note.
hello, George by the time you are reading this note it means me and your grandma have passed. Your probably confused about the book you have found, well let me explain. The book will be your guide to help you through the smp and everything. it should also explain how to get through the different worlds. you remember the locket on the front inside cover of the book? hopefully you do, you must put that locket on and NEVER take it off. It will protect you, as it seems we couldn't. i'm truly sorry you had to find out about this like that. there is a key, in the back of the book it's how you will travel between worlds. you mustn't lose that key, or else you will never be able to enter the world, or exit it. don't let the key get into the wrong hands. even though it will only work for you they could still use it for dangerous stuff. In the notes, i wrote a page about who you can trust and who you can't. in that book is everything you need to know. Good luck my little explorer, i love you and please be safe. take care of my friends please. you must let them know of mine and your grandmas passing. just please take care of them will ya? goodbye my little explorer.
your grandpa, Georgie Davison
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