Daily Flash Fiction Challenge

It was a rainy Saturday afternoon, and Sarah was bored out of her mind. Her parents were out running errands, leaving her alone in the house with nothing to do. As she wandered from room to room, she suddenly remembered the attic. It was a place she rarely ventured into, filled with dusty old boxes and forgotten treasures.

Curiosity piqued, Sarah made her way up the creaky stairs to the attic. She pushed open the door and was immediately hit with the musty smell of old books and mothballs. Her eyes scanned the room, taking in the stacks of boxes and old furniture.

As she rummaged through one of the boxes, her hand brushed against something hard and smooth. She pulled it out and gasped in surprise. It was an old, weathered journal. The leather cover was cracked and faded, but Sarah could still make out the words "Emily's Diary" embossed on the front.

Heart racing with excitement, Sarah flipped open the journal and began to read. It was filled with entries from a girl named Emily, detailing her life in the early 1900s. Sarah was captivated by Emily's stories of love, loss, and adventure.

But as she reached the final pages, Sarah's excitement turned to shock. There, in Emily's elegant handwriting, was a chilling confession. She had hidden something in the attic, something she never wanted anyone to find. The last page said, "I found it in the attic."

With trembling hands, Sarah raced around the attic, searching for the hidden treasure. And then, finally, she found it. Tucked away in a dusty corner was a small wooden chest. With trembling hands, Sarah opened it and gasped at what she found inside.