I am 23 years old now, and I am moving to my own house.
But first I half to clean out my old room, so I start with my closet. I find all these memory boxes that my old friends had made when I left for collage, I smile at the thought.
Once I finished, I go over to my bed and pull out a box from underneath. I cut the tape open and see that there is a bunch of stuff in there, I look through I see a locket my mother gave me, I look at it carefully and smile. I open it and see that there is a picture of my mother and father. I close it, then put it on. The rest of the stuff in the box was junk so I threw it away. Then I move to another section in my room.
As I'm packing up the book in my book case, I find the Percy Jackson and the Heroes of Olympus series. that had been lost for a long time now. I stroke the covers of the books smiling. Teary eyed, I'm about to place them in the donation pile when the door bell rings. I sigh and throw the books on my bed.
Once I reach the door, I open it and gasp.
Standing there is Percy, Annabeth, Frank, Hazel, Jason, Piper, Leo, Thalia, and Nico. They smile at me and grab my hand.
"How about one more adventure, just for old times sake?" They ask.
