Hello,
If you're reading this, I'll let you know, that you are mighty brave. This has little editing done to it, and I'm not 100% sure if this will be the final product, or even what I'm doing with it... I certainly hope that you enjoyed reading it despite the atrocious errors, as much as I have enjoyed writing it.
While in the midst of this project, usually during the tedious moments of writer's block, I've asked myself why we even do it. Why do we even write at all? Why even bring a pen to a paper? Maybe There's something about it that ties us all together, in some way, we can rewrite the world with our words... Maybe there's something in each and ever writer, no matter how ammature such as I, that needs to be transferred from a single thought, idea, sentence, to something physically created through words...
If you can make and suggestions for this little piece, that would be lovely, don't be shy! It would be greatly appreciated!
Oh, and this whole thing was written for the greatest friend one could ever ask for...she forced me to write this for her birthday. It's a little late, but happy belated, Brittany:)
Thank you kindly!! A thousand thanks:)
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ALL THAT WAS LEFT BEHIND
Mystery / ThrillerImagine a box. Any box you want. It could be a vintage chestnut chest imported from France, or a simple moldy cardboard box. Either way, it serves the same purpose, being shoved away in the corners of your dusty attic, with a variety of miscellaneou...
