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Keys

She lost something

By Valerie DanielPublished 3 years ago 4 min read
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Keys
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She lost something.

It wasn’t her phone.

It wasn’t her wallet she had it all there in her bag. It was something else. This thing could start cars it could open doors and best of all it let her inside of her own home and worst part is she lost it.

What was it? Her keys.

She lost her keys. She didn’t remember where she last put it. She thinks, thinks, thinks. Thinking so hard the gears in her head we’re starting to turn as she tried to remember where she put them. It couldn’t be that hard.

They weren’t in her car she checked it three times. Turning it inside out finding old coins and other things she thought she lost before. Why is it when you lose something you find it years later when looking for something you lost? She does not know because right now she is looking for her keys.

She put up missing posters. Asked around, put up adds all over the place just wishing someone out there in the world knew where her keys were because she didn’t know.

She looked and looked, looking all over in all sorts of places she found a lot of things, but none of them we’re her keys. She looked in her garden. Asked the trees and asked the plants even asked the stones, but they all said no they didn’t know where her keys we’re.

She found a mother bird on eggs. High in a tree because she went climbing the tree thinking, maybe her keys we’re up there. The mother bird pecked her on the head sending her down onto the ground and the worst part no set of keys.

She went looking around her house. Flipping things over finding old photos, things from school and a paper work five years ago. She couldn’t find her keys. She asked her dogs if they knew where her keys, we’re, they just wagged their tails wanting pats, pats and more pats. They didn’t know where the keys we’re.

She looked and looked. Looked in the vault asked anyone she knew. Even called the Queen, and asked her if she had seen her keys? Off course the Queen wonder how she got her number, but no she hadn’t seen her keys.

She looked around once more walking up and down the street meeting people, she had never known about. Almost attack by an upset mother bird. Her hay eve played up when she walked near white flowers, but the white flowers didn’t have her keys.

She looked and looked, looked everywhere she could. She ended up walking the block checking every part no stone was left unturned. Went to work, no keys there. She went to the shops. She went to the nursing home, but none of them knew where her keys we’re.

Where we’re her keys?

She didn’t know she was still looking for them. She didn’t care about seeing a turtle laying her eggs on the sand beach at night. Didn’t care about the wolves hunting down their prays didn’t care because she was looking for her keys. She was looking for them, but couldn’t find them and she huffed. Her face went red with anger, but decided to focus on her keys.

She went past the army. She ended up in the snow of Russia somehow went swimming. She saw a lot of things and found a lot of things, but none of them had been her keys.

She found a skeleton of a T-Rex some very pretty stones that we’re called crystals. She found lost tressure. She didn’t care because she was looking for her keys.

She also met a lot of people famous actors, famous writers and famous world leaders, but none of them matter because they all had the same answer.

“No, we do not know where your keys are.”

She huffed again her face gone a little bit redder as she stamped her foot on the ground and went around the world once more. She ended up going through time and in the future. She saw space and the milk way, saw people who thought they we’re Gods and an old man that thought he was Odin. None of them knew where her keys we’re.

She found military bases underground. Whom all we’re very shock to see her walking around as she went around asking if any, any at all knew where her keys we’re. None of them did they kicked her out after that and may had done something to her mind. She was forgetting something?

Whatever it was it wasn’t important because she was just trying to find her keys. In anger she yelled to the sky, kicked and screamed, huffing and huffing until she finally cried. She didn’t care about the flashing lights of the big city she was in because this city did not have her keys.

With defeat she walked back home. It would snow, it would rain the sun was hot and the spring air cool, but no keys in sight her head down as she sulked, she got home and took a rest. It was the next day though she found her keys.

They we’re on the kitchen bench waiting for her.

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About the Creator

Valerie Daniel

I write things.

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