Pandora's Box
I have opened Pandora's box.
In Greek legend Pandora was the first woman on Earth. Zeus ordered Hephaestus to fashion a woman out of clay and adorned her with gifts from all the gods. Aphrodite gave her beauty, Hermes persuasion, and Athena feminine skills. She was named Pandora, which meant "All Giving".
When Pandora was sent to live on Earth she either found or brought with her a mysterious jar. She was ordered never to open it. Secretly, however, she removed the lid. All human ills and evils flew out and covered the world.
I have opened our box, and out have flown death and destruction.
Sadness.
Despair.
Fear.
Misery.
My fault.
Just like Pandora, we were both to curious, to trusting, to sure of our intellect, and ourselves.
I don't think she was like that after she opened it. If Pandora had not opened up that first box I would never be in this position. But she opened it, and I, I opened it again.
For nine years the box was halfway closed. Now it has been thrust open again, spilling out its insides on everyone and everything leaving no one untouched.
No one.
If I had not been so curious, or so fair, I wanted Cedric to take it with me, if I had wanted it for myself he would still be alive.
I should have expected something, it's a yearly occurrence for the dark lord to come after me. I should have been ready.
But I wasn't, and for one boy, the box is closed forever.
In my first year a centaur told me that the innocent would be the first to fall and that dark times would follow.
The innocent is gone, the dark time is upon us.
Is there light?
I will make the light, on my own if I must, but I will not be alone. Cedric, my innocent and good-hearted friend, you are dead because of me, and I swear that it will not be in vain.
I swear.
"Hope alone was caught inside the jar. "
Hope…this too was released to the world, so that even when the evils are upon us, we have one thing to hold onto.
Pandora's box will be closed, and along with it, my box.
This I swear.
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If you didn't know the narrator it was Harry the summer after the Tri-Wizard Tournament. I have not idea where this came from. For once I wasn't in the middle of a 3-mile run or 8 mile row when I got this idea (everyone gasps). Please Read and Review!
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