The Box I never owned

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So slowly I start recovering .But problems never end in my life .

So I remembered the worst memory of mine ,Alisha.

Alisha how she had made me to lose my memories which was temporary.

I feel like kicking her so hard .

Then I realised that I can't do that.

So I came back to Banglore.

I still wanted to know who were my real parents .

When I went to my room ,nothing ever changes in my room.

But this time there was one thing which was diffrent, I found a box on bed .

It was this beautiful box which was golden in colour and had many
Colourful beads embedded on it.

I opened the box , I found a lot of photographs, letters and another small little box.

When I opened the box inside it there was this chain which could be opened or I would call it as a locket.

In that there two pictures which were demaged . So I couldn't see the two faces on the picture.

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