Room

A room. Empty…except for a handful of boxes.

It’s dark…but looking closer you find frames

On the walls.

Old memories…smiling faces. Reminders of

A life that was.

She walks in. The pictures seem to light up.

She smiles as she thinks of those times…long ago.

In her hand,

She holds a watch. It’s old…attached to a gold

Chain…but still ticks faithfully.

Her heart is confused. Sorrow…joy…regret…

It’s been many years since she visited this place.

Her face is…

Uncertain. She loves this room…but it’s no longer

…home.

She closes the door and puts a key in the lock.

She doesn’t know if she should lock it…she may want

To come back.

But she’s certain that this room is her past.

It’s time to move forward.

She locks the door.