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Previous Challenge Entry (Level 2 – Intermediate)
Topic: Lock (03/06/06)
The attic had cob webs all over and dust an inch think everywhere. There were boxes, furniture, lamps, and trunks as far as the eye could see. It was my job to try to clean out, as much as, possible. Most of it will go to the family, but the remaining stuff that isn’t wanted will go in the estate sale the entire family was having at the end of the month. The entire house had been filled with 50 years worth of collected treasures. I had been close to my Grandmother and wished I could have spent more time with her while she was alive. I was in misery because of her passing because I loved her more than I loved anyone. I was trying to get through this painful ordeal as quick as possible, but it seemed Grandma’s things kept getting to me. I realized quickly that my Grandma didn’t throw away anything. She packed it away and put it up in the attack. It was so hard to go through her things and decide what to do with them. If I had my say we would leave her house just as she left it forever. I could come and visit the house when I was missing her. Which I had to admit had been all the time lately. I felt lost trying to just pick up the pieces of my shattered heart. It wasn’t getting easier it was only getting hard for me to stand it. The memories consume my mind as I thought back to my childhood and all of the wonderful memories in the past. She loved with more than herself her love was deeper than anything I could compare it to. I knew it was Jesus shinning through her. Her stubborn faith I had always admired. She was in a better place and I knew that she was beyond happy in her castle in God’s kingdom, but I still felt extremely selfish wanting her back. I sat on the floor of the dirty attack and looked through one of the old trunks that I was determined to go through. I stopped when I picked up a lock. It looked ancient and it had an inscription on the back that said, “This lock is guarding your heart and Jesus is the only one with the key.” I burst into tears after reading it. It was more than I could handle at that moment. I knew I was meant to find it. I knew that I had to get my heart right with Jesus, but my busy lifestyle seemed to be my excuse. I knew I was keeping myself closed off and pulling away from everyone I knew. I wanted to guard my heart from ever loving someone as much as I loved my Grandma. It just hurt too much to love that deeply again. What was written on this lock couldn’t have ministered to me stronger than what was written. I bowed my head to pray right there in the attack floor and gave my heart to Jesus.
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Jessica Schmit
03/14/06
Sapces, spaces spaces!!! Please break up your story by using numerous paragraphs. Many people won't read this wonderful story, due to this very fact. You have great potential. Keep it up!
terri tiffany
03/14/06
YOu wrote a very powerful story and spaces as said before will help with the delivery of that to others. I think you have good writing skills and am excited to see more that you will write! Oh, the last attic word is misspelled...:) Happens to me all the time after I post I catch a ton of them!! Thanks!:)
Jan Ackerson
03/16/06
Some strong emotions here, portrayed well. Take care with sentence structure and spelling, and your pieces will be even more readable. Nice memories...
Debbie Sickler
03/16/06
"What was written on this lock couldn’t have ministered to me stronger than what was written." I didn't quite get this sentence. I really like your voice in this. Your emotions came across well.