Every morning, a different object appears on my neighbour’s balcony - today, it was a bag.
This has been mysterious as we keep being called upon to witness the appearance of these things, who or what could have been the reason behind this or maybe it's just a way God chose to surprise them. I can't count how many times this has occurred to so many objects that can be used in the house.
Almost half their properties were acquired through this mysterious incident.
Life has been hard on them since their father lost his job, getting a 3 square meal became even difficult so they keep living feeding from hand to mouth. It became even tougher to an extent when they began to sell off their belongings at a very cheap rate just to sustain them.
But it then came to a point when there was nothing more to sell and at that time it became even more tougher.
But just at that point when they saw it to be over something began to happen as they wake up every morning to find something new in front of their house, at first it started with something they can eat and with time it proceeded and turned into home appliances gradually they began to recover most of the things they sold out just to help them live.
So we all woke up on this fateful morning as our attention was being called. It is a bag today but what could possibly be inside the bag? Questions rumble up and down as we all get scared of going close to the bag. What if it's something that could land someone in jail for life? We all stood but then someone again asked what if it's a dangerous chemical? That question made everyone take extra caution as the fear of dying made some people vacate the vicinity one after the other leaving the family to carry their cross alone.
My instinct told me the content in the bag can not be harmful for any reason as whoever has been doing this must have a good heart to want to carry this act.
So I took a bold step toward the bag but discovered people responding in the opposite direction. I was going close to the bag while others were moving away from the bag. They were still scared. I held the bag and unzipped it. My mouth opened wide to what my eyes saw. It was hard currencies filled in the bag and a little paper attached to it and it read, “To whoever that will open this bag. It's a new beginning, take it and start a new life”. I guess this is mine now, I gave them the paper to read and that was it as I claimed my property as mentioned in the paper, that day happened to be the last day I spent in that vicinity it was a new beginning for me and that was how I moved without looking back I never visited to know if things like that continued.
