Key Obsession

I didn't really have anything to blog about tonight but I do have a treat! It is the start of a short story I am writing. It is not done right now but it is off to a nice start. It might end up being more than just a short story. You never know about these things. Becoming started off as a short story and is now over 100 pages and 40,000 words and still not finished.

Anyways, this story basically comes from my obsession of keys...I know it is odd but I love keys. Any kind of key buy mainly the old skeleton keys. I was watching on Syfy today and saw a wall of keys and it sparked this story. So, read what little bit I have so far. More should come soon but it might be put on the back burner until I can finish Becoming.

It really is very short right now. But enjoy anyways.

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        Skyla always had an odd fascination with keys. She had a huge collection of all different keys. She had a key from her first car, her parents house, her first apartment, her first diary, and her first lock box. Among those keys she even had a few old skeleton keys that no longer had a purpose. She even had keys that were just jewelry pieces. She couldn’t help herself though, a key just caught her eye and she had no control to stop herself. She had dreams of finding keys, beautiful keys, that would open secret doors to worlds beyond her imagination. Some would say her obsession is borderline insane. But, that never fazes Skyla. She knows with every key she is that much closer to finding what she is looking for.
            The only problem is, she has no idea what she is looking for. She knows it has something to do with keys. She often ponders if she is looking for a key that will open a door to a world that is better than this one. Maybe she will finally find that world that has been in her dreams several times. She wanted that to be what she was looking for but she had never been lucky, nothing ever worked out the way she wanted it. Some things worked out alright. Skyla was at least living in her own home and had a great job. She owned an antique shop in the middle of town and it always did really well. She always had it full of the great mysterious stuff that made people gaze in awe. She worked with her brother, Landon, who traveled the world to find these rare treasures. He was good at finding stuff and he was also the only family she had left.
            It was another typical day for Skyla. Landon had called her the night before letting her know of the package coming to the store just for her. She begged him to tell her what it was but he refused. “You just have to see when it comes in tomorrow. I sent it express mail so it should be at the store when you open.” He told her. She had trouble sleeping that night. Landon always sent awesome things her way and knowing it was just for her she knew it was going to be amazing.
            As she was walking to the store she saw the FedEx truck sitting in front of the store waiting for her. “Thanks Steve.” Skyla said as she signed for her package. Steve was the regular delivery man, so he never had a problem waiting for Skyla to come into work. He also had a crush on Skyla but she just didn’t like him like that. Nothing was wrong with him except he was a player. She knew very well what he wanted and Skyla knew she deserved better. She waved goodbye to Steve as she unlocked the front door and turned the sign around to let people know she was open. It was Wednesday so she knew the day would be slow customer wise. But she had plenty to do in the store. First, she had to open the box, she had to see what Landon and sent her.

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