My neighborhood

   I remember one strange experience that happened while growing up. When I was in junior high, I used to have lunchbox which is called a lunch-jar that keeps warm. I had been using it for more than a year, it finally broke and my mom and I were talking that we should go find a new one. The very next day, we found a box in a shopping bag in front of a door of our house. We thought one of the neighbors has left us some kind of osusowake. When we opened it, there was a lunch-jar that looked like a perfect replacement for the old one. We were so surprised because no one was there when we were talking about the lunch-jar. I asked some neighbors about it afterward, but nobody knows anything about it. And it still remains mystery…