"Adventure of a Curious Soul"

FOUND SOMETHING.

As I was looking around, searching for an object or an Item, I found an old, raked, filthy cupboard. I opened cautiously, struggling not to destroy it. I found my treasure, there was a video camera and a vintage case. The case is appealing in spite of the fact that there's dust and is ruined, I'm quite uncertain about the condition of the video camera. I examined the case, was quite appreciative of the design of the case. I'm quite fond of vintage items. I failed miserably to unlatch the case with the help of my strength without realising I also have a key, the main purpose was to search for an object in this dark room was for the key, aren't I forgetful?

I was trying to unlock the case with the help of the key and just then, my cell-phone battery died. I need to be careful henceforth, I knew my phone was not charged and I still decided to waste the battery. The sky is still yellow-red, indicating the time of sunset but the cottage is in the middle of nowhere due to which it looks dark outside. Panic struck as I started remembering the rumours and the stories I heard. I was spooked as I recalled the flashbacks of horror scenes of scary movies. I hurriedly grabbed the camera and the case. My brain played tricky games, scaring my soul with assumptions, my spirit was hoping to not to be lost in this dark forest. My eyes can see little rays of sunshine while my feet are sprinting to the exit of this scary forest. The second my feet(Metaphorically), practically my shoes touched the main road, I took a breath of relief. My heart is calm and my body is feeling safe. I calmly walked my way to home, adoring the moon. My nerves are calm as the breeze sang in my ears, the moonlit shone their way.

My home greeted me with quietness and darkness, I flipped the switch on and my home lit bright just the way I like it. The case, key and the camera were left aside as I made my way to wash-up. I played music while I prepped for my dinner, the stomach-rumble indicated my hunger. When I was new to adulthood, Independency, living alone; I sucked at it Initially. I hated cooking in the beginning, I only ate take outs and my pocket started emptying. I was in a crisis; emotionally, financially and physically. Slowly and steadily, I picked up the pace. I began cooking, applied for a job and began saving money for my rent and groceries. I used to be home-sick, missed my family, cried to sleep, It dawned on me then, how difficult it is to live alone, to live Independently. Eventually, I learned to live well. A year has passed since I began to live alone, since I left my house. I still struggle and frankly, who wouldn't? We all are pampered so much by our parents, all of sudden being Independent becomes a struggle.