So I opened the box.
(wait...)
Inside it was five things:
A letter.
Some buttons.
Some stamps.
A pair of earrings.
And a small bear.
What do these mean?

I think I want to research my apartment more.
Maybe I'll find some answers.
I’ve asked some of my neighbors.
I’ve asked my landlord.
They all come back with the same answer.
Nobody has lived in that apartment for a long time.

“Lived” being the operative word here.
Maybe the other tenant just isn’t alive.
I guess I’m the first person to “live” here for a long time.
Did my ghost even want a roommate?
(I'm still not sure.)

I put the small trinkets back in the box.
I think it's more respectful that way.
I wouldn’t want someone rummaging through my things if I had the choice.
I put the box on my bookshelf. It will be my little reminder about my ghost.
From what I gathered from the note, I think it's a boy.
Still no name for him though.
Maybe it was in the letter.
Should I read it?
(I think I would like that.)