Secrets in the Attic

 

Up in an attic, secrets are told tucked away in boxes, stuffed in baskets, locked in safe boxes,

buried in forgotten letters, or left aside without thought by someone who never came back.

I enjoy going through things in attics, not so much the dust, nor the little creatures that pop up without saying hi.

There is usually a discovery or two, and stories that follow are worth the mice, and spiders who claim the empty space as their home.

Have you ever had a mouse run up your leg?

I had a rat fall on me, yeah I didn't even scream as I was way too into a box of old papers to notice.

 

That is when I realized I have a serious addiction.

But then you already knew that crazy factoid about me.

 

 

 

Comments

[Jeanne]

Oh my all kinds of surprises when you are on a quest for more treasure troves.
A rat and a mouse would send me screaming and running.
How brave you are'
Your stories enchant me
Hugs

[jackie]

Yes! One day, while digging through who-knows-what, the tiniest mouse popped up from the pile, skittered up my arm, and jumped off my shoulder! To this day, the feel of his little feet as he ran scared is so vivid. He left little footprints up my arm.

[marilyn]

When I lived near a wheat field in Kansas I always pulled my pant legs up thinking it would keep the nice from running up my pant leg. It terrified me; though it never happened. I would have screamed if a rat fell on me. A mouse once jumped on my husbands shoulder and ran down his back, he screamed like he had been shot.