I found it when I was a child it was all rusty and broken and wouldn't open. I put it in my box I use to collect things in as a child. I never tried to open it or gave in much thought. When college came around I left it at the house but found it a week later in my apartment. I just through it off as a misplace mentioned or mother put it in one of my boxes. So I kept it in my apartment again forgetting about it. The second semester of my 1st year in college my apartment burnt down because of my neighbor rob left the stove on. I lost everything exsept my pocket watch which just randomly seemed to be in my pocket. Once again I ignored it and tost the thought aside. I thought I had to move into my parents but luckily rob had rich parents and to pay us all which allowed me to buy me a little house and new cloths and furniture. After I graduated I worked with museums and antiques and eventually owned my own. It wasn't till I was 26 and not only owning a meusam but also teaching history at a university for a hobby that I found the pocket watch in my junk drawer and decided to investigate that I found somthi ng odd as I looked at the watch my eyes get looking away as if it was keeping itself from being noticed.
