So as I'm walking I pass this 2 story grey house. It was fenced in which was a great thing actually. It was a lady and man, which I assume are the parents of the two little girls playing in the front yard. They had a gorgous puppy. Looked like her name would be brownie because of her golden brown fur. I looked over and smiled, forgetting about what I looked like at the moment. The man stood u-p and starred me down for like 10 seconds. The mom took her kids closer oto her. Basically thinking Im a hobo or something. Patheic! "How did you get in here?" he asked. " Who are you?" I responded with the most annoyed look on my face, " The lady outside the gates at the voice speaker box thingy said i cou come in. And since you wana be so nosiy, Im here for my uncle." "Which is your uncle" he said with the most disbelief. " Carl!" I yelled. " Carl Vener?" he asked whi her tunr to his wife. They both look at each other than looked at me. "Yea!" I responded. "You know he's pass away a week ago, right? he asked. "Yea, I am aware that he is dead."
"Who are you to him?" he asked while puffing his chest up to the sky as if he was a "know it all". "I'm his niece. Isabell Carter." I responded. He looked at his wife again while I looked at his wife making directt eye contact. She was literally staring into my soul. Her husband looked back at me and said " I thought his niece name was-" I quickly cut him him off by correcting him. " Monica Spanks, yea no. My mom changed my name a while back." I shouted. The wife was stile looking at me. So therefore i said my goodbye and nice meeting you and all that and continued on walking to my uncle's house.As im walking I see other people on there porches with there kids. It was like a system, very strange system. Everyone had a dad and a mom. 1 or 2 kids and a pet. Unusal I'd say. I started to question about this neighborhood. but, I moved on frankly and eventually found the house. Now, as I'm walking towards the ouse I noticed a key pad rihgt under the door knob. I paused in my tracks. "What kind of house has a key pad?' I whispered to myself. I looked arounf at the other house in my surroundings. "They al have key pads. What kind of BS is this." I said to myself once again. I cleary didn't know the pass code to the house. I sat on the porch and just thought about what could be this man's pass code. as im thinking, i'm kid of veiwing the neighborhood. I see a couple walked there dog. And I'm guessig the guy's girl said, "Isn't that Vener's house?" I clearly heard that and in response I said, ' Gosh darn it , I'm his niece! Now please move along and mind your business!" I yelled. I was so aggravated with peo0ple questioning who I was and why I'm here. But, once again I look like a homeless person and no one knows who I am. Therefore i can't get too mad. You see what I'm saying.
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The Unwanted Mistake
Mystery / ThrillerA child goes through a wonderful life to a traumatic disaster within finding her real mother to the point where she can't take it anymore.