HEIRLOOM

Deep secrets of blissful doom.
Shall lay beneath this precious ancient heirloom.
where there shall lay secret mysteries of generations in each room.
Only clue is which room is the room.
The one where you say the word and the souls are released from this vicious spell trapped within this heirloom.
As anyone mistaken gets trapped within it.
One was perfection with her words of wisdom nor was she mistaken one bit.
So she took the precious sacred piece of jewelery and said "I bestow thy upon thee only lord that judge this evil sinner to open up and release all souls trapped by god's command we be free."
The room began to shake her body tingled the lighting hit the roof.
Sparks flew out and in one puff.
The heirloom opened.
The souls were out and chatting, but the bodies were still not there.
The girl look outside and their were graves there.
She took the heirloom outside and stood by the rear edge of the grave and said "Oh god can be there bodies too so we all know who's soul is who's."
The grave shook so hard a mountain broke and fell into the river.
The water sprayed and sparks rained on the graves.
The light was so bright her eyes closed shut.
She opened her eyes and all the stones were gone.
Their was only one grave left in the yard and it belonged to her grandfather who was definitely dead.
So she entered the room once more and their they were the bodies of joy celebrating once again.
The heirloom disappeared out of her hands she followed it up the stairs outside until it came to the rear left edge of the graveyard.
A voice spoke.
"This evil sinner is no longer alive it's possessed evil mind is dead and no longer alive as your wisdom killed it."
"Who's thy that person may be known to i."
"He was your grandfather."
You keep on to remember to keep this sacred and not to speak of anyone, but god will reward you and here is a bonus from i."
"Who is you."
"The wisdom rewarder of joy."
The girl walked away and everyone wondered what had happened to her.
she never spoke a word, but said with wisdom "Sometimes you never know something until a real life event sin comes along and you learn to deal with it."
the people were so proud of her and this was from god she was awarded her fame and people loved her and she was so young at only 11 years old.
As for the heirloom she kept it beside her and asked god to forgive her grandfather as she thought this fame would not be possible without god and her grandfather being the fool he always was.
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