[ WP ] You find an old object of yours in the back of the closet . Tell us about a single memory that slams into your brain when you see the object .

I looked in the closet, moving some stuff around, hoping to find my old coat since my new one had broken. I felt a small box and pulled it out. It was a small red box, used for holding a wedding ring. 
 
 `` Ahahaha, oh good memories.'' I said, remembering her, my wonderful wife. 
 
 I remembered how I proposed to her, my face when she said no, the emotions that led me to sneak into her house, grab the kitchen knife, and stab her. 
 
 `` Ah, the birth of the new and improved me.'' 
 
 Of course, some of my victims say I am crazy and delusional, that I see things and I should let them live. I chuckled. 
 
 `` Honey, are you coming to bed?'' My wife said. 
 
 `` Yes dear,'' I said as I put the box away and walked to the room. 
 
 ( ( Yeah, I know this sucks. ) )
