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Description: Little Timmy's grandfather kept something in a trunk. High up in the attic with lots of other junk. Late one night, little Timmy tip-toed out of bed. He could not get the attic trunk out of his little head. He pulled on the ceiling hatch and climbed the little stairs. When he lay his eyes upon the trunk, it raised up all his hairs. "There's a lock on it" he whispered his curiosity would have to wait. When at his feet he noticed something iron and ornate. A key! He pressed it deep into the lock, he couldn't wait to see. The trunk shot open, and a voice crackled out, "Now I am free!"
