Demoni

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Aleece Francesca Dimmateo was the strangest name to pick. The house they'd chosen to pick was weird to, to be honest, right now I was so mad that no matter what they did, I'd insult it. After a 18 hour plane ride from Rome to Torrington Connecticut, all I wanted to do was sleep in my own bed back in Italy. I'm used to small houses and this one was just to big for me. In Italy we lived in an apartment with 3 rooms. My parents in one, I and my sister Amelia in the other, and my youngest brother Ralph in the smallest room. Only one bathroom was usually a hassle in the early morning, but I wouldn't miss that.
Mama swung open the door, it creaked a little bit but not loud enough to hear with all the commotion going on. The walls had some type of chipped beige paint over the walls, the furniture was covered up by dust filled off white sheets, and the stairs were lined with pictures of the family in the house before us. Ralphie and Amelia ran inside and up the stairs, shoving each other gently. "Ally, bring up the box with your blanket for the bed." Mama said, smiling cheerfully at the new and "improved" home. "Okay mama." Picking up the small box with my pink comforter and pillows, I headed up the dusty stairs that made my ankles itch and eyes water.
I put the box down on the floor, and felt the curiosity gnawing at my heart. The sheets were all over the place. Cracked frames of the same family that I had seen on the side of the stairs were on the walls. I yanked the white sheet off of the first furniture I found. I saw a large ol' grandfather clock, one that mama always wanted. "Mama, Papa!" I felt footsteps rush up the stairs. Mama came into my room followed by papa. "It's the one you always wanted." I said. She told papa to tell the movers guy to move it down it to the living room in Italian, then left. It was a peculiar clock, why would anyone need such a large clock? There's people like my mom who want and expect a lot and then there's people like my father who don't want anything. I'm a little bit of both, but I easily find ridiculous flaws in some of my mothers wishes. I stared at the clock once more, and then proceeded to rip the sheets off of all the furniture. In doing so I found a new desk, closet and book case. The book case was lined with acting plays, like hamlet, Romeo and Juliet, Macbeth, and a lot of other Shakespeare. Everything was so dusty and gross. I put down my mattress and lay my covers and pillows on top. I dusted and washed my whole room. "For once on my life the bathroom wouldn't be a problem in the morning. A big room, my own bathroom, music, maybe this won't be so bad after all." Well dear god I was so wrong.
Mama walked into my room. "Aleece, it's getting late, why don't you get to bed." I nodded. "Do I have to go to school tomorrow?" I asked as I picked up my brush. Mama giggled. "It's summer, you don't have to go to school for another three weeks." I chuckled. Mama looked at the dust pictures on the walls. She pulled the frame off the nail and looked at it intently, with a look of confusion in her eyes. "Mama," I said. "What's wrong?" She looked up from the frame. "This girl seems so familiar, she kind of looks like a girl I used to go to school with." "Well what was her name?" Mama pried the picture out of the dusty frame to get a closer look. "Her name was Malena. Long dark brown hair, and these gray eyes. She was so gorgeous, but no girl or boy every talked to her. Nobody liked her." Mama said, making a face. "Well what's that face for?" I asked. "She went to jail for five years because she stole something important. Once she got out she moved back to Connecticut. Never saw her again." She was still making a face. "Why are you still making that face?" I asked again. "I just hate that name, Malena." She stared at the picture once again. "Alright Aleece, into bed." I climbed into bed and fixed my night gown. As usual, mama went around the house and shut off all the lights, made sure everyone was in bed, and then papa would put on the alarm. There was something so strange about that story, I intended to find out more.