Just recently bought a new house! It looks amazing! Surprisingly cheap too for it's size! It has two floors, a backyard and front yard, four bedrooms, even a basement! The neighborhood seems quiet! It feels like I'm dreaming, but it's very real! And I'm glad it is! I have yet to meet the neighbors though. I think I'll start with the two guys next door! They seem fairly normal! I'm almost done packing anyways so I'll see how that goes! {Update ~ Time: 12:34 PM} I guess I was wrong about them being normal. When I knocked on the door, the short one seemed to crack to door open and stare at me for a bit. He opened the door eventually, but he seemed overly jittery. His friend seemed to be peeking over the couch at me. He looked just as afraid. Then out of nowhere the short one asked me my name. I told him. He said his name was Eduardo, and the tall one's was Mark. Then he asked me what house I lived in. I told him I lived next door. It's like a switch flipped in his brain. He grabbed my shoulders and whispered "if you have any common sense and a will to live you'll get the hell out of that house.". I left after that. He freaked me out and I wasn't gonna be around people like that. The other neighbors were sweet though. A young blonde couple! Though they had the same look as Eduardo when I told them what house I lived in. After a few more minutes, they handed me a slice of pie. Then I made my way back home to unpack. I don't know why people have a problem with this house. Probably an old legend or maidens tale. But I don't buy it. I'm gonna enjoy myself in this new house.
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