Something to Treasure

Along time ago I lived in the house. The house was so old. that the floors cracked and every time the wind blew it shook the house. This house was given to me by a family member who just passed away. The will said i could live her if I fix it up and make it come alive again. Everyone in town new that this house was haunted it became a daring spot on halloween for children to trick or treat here. Usually the towns people avoid it. To me it’s peaceful and yes there are some haunting in the house. It all seems friendly. a thing or two gets moved on occasion. But I don’t get scratched and don’t feel like I need to leave. I get written messages and have my name called out to me. I sometime I feel like i’m being watched and yes it creeps me out a few times. But not enough to leave. Most of the haunting are in the article or in the basement. That is where all the old stuff is.

one day as i was painting the kitchen i herd foot steps up stairs. I know no one else lives here other than me and my dog. I was creeped out you don’t really know what I would fine up there. As the footsteps got louder I herd a voice say “Go up there.” I didn’t want to I was kind of scared. I left it alone and continued to paint listening to music with earbuds.

That night I had a dream of the family member who just passed. They had a message for me and it was about the article and what i herd that day. So when i woke up the following morning I decided to venture up to the attic. with my dog and my pistol. For self defense. The attic was dusty and most of the stuff was old and creepy. I had some idea what I was looking for. I just didn’t know exactly where it was in the attic. After a while of searching I stood up and what I saw was a shadow figure. It stood there pointing at something next to it, and then point at me then pointing back at it. Stood their in fright not able to lift my pistol. My dog was barking at it defending me. It seemed for ever before i could blink and then it was gone and my dog stopped barking. I caught my breath and went over there and stood where the figure stood trying to figure out what it was pointing at. I found a box berried.

I was attracted to the box because it had my name on it. I never put anything in a box, and stored it in the attic. When i opened it i found things that I gave away over the years it was all there. Yet something was out of place. I saw a brown packaging with my name on it. I opened it and I found a black note book I opened the cover and there was an envelope. I put the book down and opened the envelope. It was a letter dressed to me. It says

to my best granddaughter

I appreciate you so much every time you brought me something it put a smile on my face.

I decided to do something for you. Inside this notebook you will find 20,000 dollars inside. I want you to spend it wisely. every time you spend a dollar of this 20,000 i want you to write down the date where you were when you spent it and why you spent it and what you spent it on. When you have spent it all I want you to come to the grave yard that i’m at and at my tombstone i want you to sit down and read the notebook to me.

thank you so much because of you I had a great life. Hope to see you soon but don't come to soon live your life and have no regrets

Grandma.

I teared up reading her letter. Looking through the book finding another envelope with the money in. I took the book and the everything that was inside the book downstairs. I wanted to start thinking of what i would spend the money on. looking at what i have, what i needed and what i want with 20,000. I came to around and decided. I opened up the book and wrote something in it.

Grandma

There is so much thing I could do with the money. I can’t believe you did this for me. And i’m so grateful. With this first page i’m making you a promise that I will write everything down that you asked me to. I Promise i will spend it wisely. By the end of this journey I believe you will be happy with the choices I Spent 20,000 dollars on. I wish you were here some days but I have thing to treasure so you are going to have wait for me a little while longer. I put the letter grandma wrote and and the money back in the book. I stored it in a special place.

Years passed since then now as old as I am on my death bed I never touched the money I decided to keep it and treasure it and pass it onto my children. I told my son about that story and I whispered Now you do the same. handing over the black book. As soon as he took it I passed. I was greeted by my grandmother. She gave me a really big hug crying she whispered “Im so proud of you.”

The end