The Key to Forgotten Memories

Ella found an old key in the park, its brass surface worn and mysterious. Curious,

she wandered the nearby streets, trying it on every door she passed. Nothing fit.

Frustrated, she tossed it aside and continued home. That night, she dreamt of a

tiny door in her apartment—one she had never noticed. Heart racing, she tried the key.

It turned. Inside, a small room glowed with golden light, filled with forgotten

memories and childhood toys. She laughed, tears in her eyes. Some doors,

she realized, only open when you’re ready to remember.