When I walked with my friends past this strange store I
always looked at this box, they always told me I should get it but I was
afraid. Something, something that was dormant in me said "NO" it
literally screamed for it but always when I went past this store my eyes were
tied to this box. One day I couldn't stand it anymore.
 
I walked into the store that day, I seem to remember it was
a Monday, because I had the day off. I worked in a museum of ancient
mythologies, which is why this box reminded me of the box of Pandora. When I
entered the store, a small bell rang and from the back room came an old lady
with a friendly smile. There were not many people in the store and I wondered
how it was keeping afloat, every visitor was at least twice my age and I am 24.
I made my way to the box and looked at it, at that moment the old woman
appeared and grabbed me by my shoulder

"isn't she beautiful"?

She asked and smiled warmly at me

"She is beautiful" I replied and she
nodded

"Your name is Pandora my child isn't it?"

I faltered, how did
she know? The shock in my eyes was apparently "yes" enough to know
what I was going to say

"She is looking for you, Pandora. My name is
Tyche, the box is longing for you my child. May the gods be with you."

Then she disappeared again and greeted the next customers, funny old codger, I
thought to myself. I pocketed the box out of curiosity and decided to open it
at home.
 
I quickly left the store and when I got home I put the box
on my desk. I felt bad for the woman but curiosity craved the lust in me, then
I opened it and looked inside; at that very moment a storm began, a tornado to
be exact. All the ravens in the whole area, there must have been hundreds if
not thousands flying around. I looked at the box and something escaped, a
shadow, then I knew what I had done.
 
Because when I looked back into the box, I saw something
sparkling at the bottom of the box, the spirit of hope.