Aniyah
Tj and I were now moving my stuff from my dads house. I decided to just take my clothes and shoes since that's the most important. I had so many bags of clothes and containers of shoes it was crazy. I'm basically a shopaholic.
"I think thats it babe so if you will take those to the car for me"
"Dang, ouuu you better be glad I love you"
"Thank you"
Walking around to make sure I had everything I landed upon my treasure chest in the closet. I took it down from the top shelf. It contains most of my most valuable things. I couldn't dare leave it behind. It's very important.
I was stuck in a daze as I just stared at it. A lot of memories are in here. If I open this chest grief will instantly hit me but if that's what it takes to see inside i'm willing to take that risk.
"Baby?" Tj said causing me to snapped out of it.
"Oh sorry, huh?"
"I've been calling you for the past minute now. You good ma?"
"Yeah I'm okay, can you get this for me?" I hesitantly handed him the chest. I never allow anyone to touch it, not even my own dad. It means that much to me, so that means Tj is honored to be holding it right now.
The history behind that very chest is sacred. It was passed down to me and pictures were added to it as the years went by. My nana and mom had it. Now I have it and if lord will my future daughter will have it.
"Yeah what's in it?" He asked getting ready to open it.
"No, please don't" I pushed it back closed.
"Okay" he dragged out. We headed out the door. I turned around to look at my room one last time. A lot has happened in this very room and I never thought I'd be leaving unless it was for college. Crazy right? I know. 6 years of being in this room I learned a lot.
There was so many things I learned how to do on my own without the help of my mother.
I sighed as I slowly closed it. We walked down the stairs and my dad was on the phone. Walking out the door I not once looked back. There is no turning back. I'm now grown up.
"Welp looks like your out of there. You ready?" Tj asked. I nodded and sat back.
I did nothing but stare at the treasure chest. I took my hand and brushed it across the top of it and I can feel all the pain that's now taken away from me. My nana and mom now gone.
Home
I sat on the bed as Tj sat on the floor playing the game. I looked over at the chest that sat on the night stand. I've been contemplating on whether or not I wanna open it.
I know your thinking "just open the box" but no I can't. It's way bigger than that. That's memories that I've locked in a chest coming back. They aren't "just memories" either. They're some of the best moments in my life. I'd do anything to have them back. That's no regular chest at all. All I know is in there.
Grabbing it the past instantly hit me.
Flashback...
