The house that was next to my house was a tarnished old house, which has been there before I was even born. The house had a giant garden that had many wilted plants that were surrounding the house. There are lots of rumors around the town that the house is haunted as, around midnight there is always a shriek with the lights flickering on the top floor and, that has always been a mystery. Nobody has ever lived or went into the house except for one woman who had lived and died there years ago.
Sunday, was the day she came, the sun shined brightly and the rooster crowed with joy. I was just eating my breakfast until the doorbell rang. I ran down and went to see who it was. I opened the door and there was a beautiful young woman who had long …show more content…
“Are you okay? You look shocked,” she said.
“The the the house, when I came here a few minutes ago, the house was painted in gold and the plants were alive, but now it’s same as before,” I said.
“Ha ha ha ha ha,” she laughed,”That’s a great joke”
“Hey, I’m not kidding okay”
“Oh, stop being silly, c’mon I wanna give you a tour of my house,” she said as we walked into the house. The floor was painted in gold and there was a giant water fountain. The house was much bigger, nicer and cleaner than I thought it would have been.
“There are 13 floors in this house.”
“Wow, do you live here all by yourself ?”
“Yes, I do. So sometimes I get scared, like who wouldn’t”
“Do you use all 13 floors?”
“No, I only use the first and the thirteenth …show more content…
The third floor was dark, dirty and creepy. There were thirteen rooms and each room had something inside. The first room was full of little bottles with glitter, the second room was filled with wigs of different colours, the third room was filled with masks that looked like real faces, the fourth room had lots of books that were all about humans and the other nine rooms were filled with books all about ghosts which freaked me out. I walked back down to the first floor and saw Savannah cooking.
“Savannah, what are you cooking?” I asked, but there was no reply. Is she deaf I wondered, but it couldn’t be she could hear me when I was just talking to her a few minutes ago.
“Savannah, what are you cooking? Can you hear me?” I said a lot louder, but there was no reply and she was still cooking. I decided to go near her then, she turned.
“I’m cooking spaghetti, do you want to eat with me?” She asked.
“No thanks, I just had breakfast, but I’ll watch you eat, so you won’t feel lonely.”
“Ok. Thanks.”
I watched her eat and the way she ate was weird. Her mouth opened only opened a bit but, every bite she ate, was giant. It looked like she vacuumed her food from her mouth and she barely
Sunday, was the day she came, the sun shined brightly and the rooster crowed with joy. I was just eating my breakfast until the doorbell rang. I ran down and went to see who it was. I opened the door and there was a beautiful young woman who had long …show more content…
“Are you okay? You look shocked,” she said.
“The the the house, when I came here a few minutes ago, the house was painted in gold and the plants were alive, but now it’s same as before,” I said.
“Ha ha ha ha ha,” she laughed,”That’s a great joke”
“Hey, I’m not kidding okay”
“Oh, stop being silly, c’mon I wanna give you a tour of my house,” she said as we walked into the house. The floor was painted in gold and there was a giant water fountain. The house was much bigger, nicer and cleaner than I thought it would have been.
“There are 13 floors in this house.”
“Wow, do you live here all by yourself ?”
“Yes, I do. So sometimes I get scared, like who wouldn’t”
“Do you use all 13 floors?”
“No, I only use the first and the thirteenth …show more content…
The third floor was dark, dirty and creepy. There were thirteen rooms and each room had something inside. The first room was full of little bottles with glitter, the second room was filled with wigs of different colours, the third room was filled with masks that looked like real faces, the fourth room had lots of books that were all about humans and the other nine rooms were filled with books all about ghosts which freaked me out. I walked back down to the first floor and saw Savannah cooking.
“Savannah, what are you cooking?” I asked, but there was no reply. Is she deaf I wondered, but it couldn’t be she could hear me when I was just talking to her a few minutes ago.
“Savannah, what are you cooking? Can you hear me?” I said a lot louder, but there was no reply and she was still cooking. I decided to go near her then, she turned.
“I’m cooking spaghetti, do you want to eat with me?” She asked.
“No thanks, I just had breakfast, but I’ll watch you eat, so you won’t feel lonely.”
“Ok. Thanks.”
I watched her eat and the way she ate was weird. Her mouth opened only opened a bit but, every bite she ate, was giant. It looked like she vacuumed her food from her mouth and she barely