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I was tasked with cleaning out his room. Shoving things in boxes, old stuffies, old books, I didn't pay attention. I lifted up a box of his clothes and headed to the attic. Dropping it to ground of the messy dimly lit room I went back down the steps, passing by Edd and Matts room, then my own and then into his. Box after box got dumped into the attic of our home.
I looked at the grey carpeted ground. The room was nearly empty, just the bed a dresser and a couple more boxes, one full of his old toys, and then one full of books. Walking over to the box of toys, I lifted it up, huffing slightly. He was such a child, it was irritating, but cute in a way, I guess. I took light steps with the box clutched in my hands, examining the toys I could see. A few robots, some dolls, and the rest I couldn't see. I sighed as I dropped the box, going downnto grab the last one. I looked at the cream coloured walls, all our photos still up, Then one of just him, he had a wide smile on his face and he was holding up the peace sign. I scowled and took the pictures of him down. They will only make them hurt. I walked into his room again and sighed seeing the box was knocked over and the books I had cleaned up all strewn about. Then on the bed was a book, it was covered in leather, of his favourite colour, it was old and well used. It was a gift on his birthday when he turned 16.. he hadn't used it till he turned 19 though. I noticed the clasp was undone, a chill ran over my spine when I grabbed the book. It wouldn't hurt to take a peek, right?... in a minute, I should finish putting the rest of the books away.