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As I sat in my chair Patrick looked up at me. I just glared and turned away.

"Are you hungry?" he asked, my stomach answered by growling


He laughed and stood up. He walked to the door

"Stay put," he said closed the door

I rolled my eyes and worked my hands free. Then my eyes fell upon the locket the was on the floor. I looked at it then looked at the lock on the trunk. It had the shape of a heart on the lock.

"Duh!" I groaned grabbing the locket and sticking it in the lock.

It clicked and I pushed open the heavy lid. It was filled with books and photo albums and a smaller box. I picked up one of the albums and looked through the picture. They were of a woman and a little girl.

As the little girl got older she looked more and more familiar until I knew who she was.

The little girl was me.

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Patrick walked in carrying a tray. He gasped when he saw me looking at the pictures. I turned and looked at him.

"Whose are there?" I questioned standing up

"Yours," he said putting the food down "Everything in this belongs to you,"

"How did you know all this was in here?"

"Do you want to know how I know so much about you?"

"The real story?"

"The real story,"