Samara picked up the next item and her smile widened. It was the fairy doll. Both she and her brother had told their father to get it for her, and he did without any hesitance.
She remembered that she would always take it with her to school then get scolded by the teacher for bringing items to distract herself and other students.
Thinking about school, her smile lowered and her expression turned to one of sadness. Something unimaginable had happened in her eleventh grade. Thinking about it now brought chills. She had trusted so blindly and it had an effect on her.
Not thinking much about it, she shook her head. She was now a final year student at college. Everything would definitely fall into place. She just needed a little more time.
Looking at her reflection in the mirror, she smiled. "This was the reason I never wanted to open this box. Now cheer up you idiot!" She said to herself which made her chuckle.
