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 Posted: Fri Jan 05, 2024 9:02 pm
Prompt 9 (Mysterious Mail): The mail is always bad this time of year, but it seems like something's gone a little extra wrong. You’ve received something that’s not quite right. Maybe it’s a box that looks like it’s from a completely different era, wrapped in brown paper and tied with dark twine. The box has scuffs and scrapes and a yellowed name tag--with your name and address on it. There is no return address and no indication where it came from. If you open it up you will find some sort of timeless item that feels as though it is easily decades old. It may not be particularly valuable, but this item seems to have been lost to time--and somehow ended up in your possession. Any time you look at it you are filled with the same sensation of timelessness.
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Posted: Fri Jan 05, 2024 9:33 pm
Thea was just waiting by the door for the Christmas mail to arrive. This was almost like a yearly tradition for her as she sat in a chair by the door. The mail women delivered exactly at three o'clock on the dot every day without fail. The time was now two fifty eight, and these two minutes were killing her. She couldn't wait for her presents to arrive. She had spent all day preparing her room for them and was now anxious to see what she had received. She checked the clock again, just two fifty nine, and her heart raced as she realized the mail was just moments away.
She took a deep breath and waited with anticipation. The clock ticked over to three o'clock and the doorbell rang. She opened the door with a big smile, excited to see what the mail had brought her. She heard the doorbell ring and got up from her chair quickly to answer. She exchanged pleasantries with the mail lady named Laura. Afterwards she held out her arms to take the mail from her. Once she was done she said goodbye and she shut the door with her foot. Once the door shut she rushed towards the family room. Once there she found a wooden table to set her arms down on and let that mail fall. She opened the first letter and read it with enthusiasm. She found a surprise inside and her heart raced with joy.
After that letter she was excited to keep going. That was when she stumbled into the mail, and saw an odd package. The box had scuffs and scrapes and a yellow name tag. The name tag said her name with her boxer's name in parenthesis. Not only that but it also contained her address, and no return address. That part she found a little weird to her since who wouldn't want something that they sent back? She was hesitant to open it, but curiosity got the better of her. She opened the box slowly with a letter opener that was on the table. The letter inside the box was addressed to her and signed by her deceased grandfather. It was dated the day he died, and it contained a special gift he had asked her to hold onto until the day she reached her dream goal. The day she became a household boxer name.
She was puzzled by the letter and the box, but she was determined to find out the truth. She carefully opened the box and was blown away by the contents. She couldn't believe what she was holding in her hands. The box contained a pair of old gloves but not just any gloves. They were gloves signed by the famous boxer Muhammad Ali. She gasped in surprise and her eyes filled with joy.
Muhammad Ali was one of the most amazing boxers in the world with his record, and his gloves were a symbol of his legacy. She couldn't believe her luck. Holding those gloves in her hands made her feel connected to the greatness of Muhammad Ali. She was overcome with emotion as she realized that her grandfather had not only remembered her, but he had also left her with a special gift that would bring her closer to her dream.
She held the gloves in her hand with tears in her eyes, feeling overwhelmed by the unexpected surprise. She knew that her grandfather had wanted her to be a successful boxer and this would be the perfect start to her goal. She still couldn't believe what was in this box, but also how did it get here? Her grandfather passed away two years ago. There was no way he had sent this package himself. That would be impossible. Yet the letter was in his handwriting and he called her his champion. A nickname he gave her on the first day he noticed her love of boxing. Her grandfather was a boxing legend at the family gym just like her father. She was the first female in their family that loved boxing like them. Most other girls in their family didn't care about the gym. They saw it as a place where one could get sweaty and disgusting. They couldn't see it for it was really was. It was a place where dreams were made - where champions were born. The sweat that one had was all the work one had put in to get to where they are. She could never see disgust in that - not in a million years.
She was overwhelmed with emotion as she read the letter and understood the significance of this gift. She knew that her grandpa had sent her this box. When she didn't have any idea, she felt incredibly honored to receive it. She felt a sense of accomplishment and pride that her grandpa had recognized her love of boxing and chosen to honor her in this way. The more she held these timeless feeling gloves in her hand, the more she remembered the first pair of gloves she had put on. Her grandpa slipped them on her hands and told her to hit the punching bag as hard as she could. He was always there for her, and he was the one that really showed her what boxing was.
She could hold these gloves for hours, but right now all she wanted to do was watch some old videos. She put the gloves back in the box and carried the box to the couch with her. She placed it on the couch, and went over to the television. Once she was there she inserted the first homemade film of her boxing with grandpa. She sat back on the couch, grabbed a blanket, and pulled the box closer to her. She intended to watch as many home movies as she could and the rest of the Christmas mail. Well, it could wait until tomorrow. Right now she just wanted to see her grandpa anyway she could.
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