His memories

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Your shared closet felt like it was closing in on you.Everything falling each time you closed the sliding glass doors so today you decided to tackle the beast. Taking the wobbly computer chair you hoisted yourself up to the tippy top of the closet your hand swatting for anything .A large box headed toward your way.The box covered in modpodge and comic book pages spread across it making you intrigued to open it . Jumping off the chair you crashed into your shared bed the box feeling heavier then it did before.The box opened up easily the top layer of dust made your nose twitch but not caring to itch it you reached into the box.Pictures  ,letters ,tickets and more scattered through the box .As soon as you realized  you were intruding in Joe's memories you heard the front door slamming and his keys hitting the floor.flinging the box to the floor you got up and ran into the closet to fake being busy.But your brain just kept replaying what you saw different women with him .Letters dotted with hearts you felt sad he kept those things but buried it back in the closet later that night.

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