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Box
a story or a poem about a place. and in this place, there's a box. under the ground, in a tree, whatever you want. maybe it's a treasure chest. maybe it houses ghosts. you find a key. what is in this box? kinda like the golden key Grimm fairy tale, but you make the place and box and key and you have to see what's in the box. to be clear, the only requirement is that there is a place, a box, a key, and something in the box. any genre.
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Moki_Mori
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Open It.

Open it

The sound seemed to be screamed throughout the silent room. I shook my head, trying to rid myself of the voices within. I was alone, truly alone in this room. On my bedroom floor, staring at this insufferable box. It had been left by him nearly a year ago, just days before he stopped visiting me.

Open it

The voice now whispered to me, softly forcing me into a fate I didn't want. I had the key, he had left it the last night he visited. It was next to the box, on the floor, in front of me, as I sat alone.

Open it

I don't know why I took the two of them out of their spots. I had hidden the box, that strange insufferable box, in a small hidden gap in my bedroom closet. I didn't want to see it, out of sight out of mind. I had buried the key when I got it, I went out into the forest that my town neighbored and I had buried it in the one spot I never wanted to go to again.

Open it

But I did go to that spot again, after I swore to myself twice I would never do it. I went there and I dug up the key. The whole walk there I chanted in my mind ‘please be gone, please be gone’. The entire time I dug I chanted in my mind ‘please be gone, please be gone’. But it wasn't gone, it was still there and I brought it back. I took the box out of its hidden spot and the key from its grave and I put them both in his spot on the floor as I stared at them.

Open it

I didn't want to, right? Curiosity killed the cat, and I won't let it kill me. Would it kill me? I’ve been so certain it's dangerous, because it was from him. Is it dangerous? What if he finally got the hint and just… left, leaving this as a parting gift of some kind?

OPEN ME

The voice screamed throughout the silent room again, making my head pound from the volume. I ripped my hand from the box, where I had been unconsciously reaching towards, to grab my head and shake it. I cant, I wont, I will not, I will never!

“Open it.”

That voice, that quiet, familiar voice. It made me sick to hear, because it made me feel happy to hear it. Fine, I’ll open it you little-

Open it

I grabbed the key and unlocked the box, that odd, curious, glowing box. The lid opened easily, revealing exactly what I feared would be within it. A deck of cards, barely smaller than the box itself. On top of those cards, a braided lock of silver hair and a card with a drawing of his piercing eyes.

It opened me.

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