I sat in my uncle's car sliently. The summer air coming in from the vents. My Mother and Father sent me to live with him for the whole summer and see if I would make friends. "So Ivy how was the plane ride?" My uncle asked wanting to make conversation. "It was chant." I said. I'm in to all mordern and victorian things, one day I would be wearing something from this century and then the next be wearing a gown from the victorian century. "Did anyone want your autograph?" He laughed. "No." I said back. My uncle is Simon Cowell, he's my dad's brother and i'm Ivy Elieen Cowell, Daughter of Karmen Quinn Cowell and Mark Joesph Cowell. That is IEC, KQC, and MJC, or thats what I call my parents.
"Are you having a good day?" He asked. "I guess." I said. I heard him sign. Then we pulled up to a mansion in the woods. It was a victorian mansion to be exact. "Welcome Home." I heard my uncle say. I got out and grabbed my stuff. I walked up to the door and a man opened it. "Welcome Ivy Cowell your Uncle has been talking about you non-stop." he said. I bowed in the mans presence and walked inside. "It's very well put." I said turning around to face my uncle. "Thank-you." he smiled, "I'll show you to your room." I nodded and followed him upstairs. We went tons of stairs but finally got to my room, a tower. It's exactly what I wanted, no joke. I gently put my suitcase and bag on my bed and smiled. "Thank-you." I said. Simon left leaving me alone in my tower. It wasn't scary. The full moon was brighting up the room.
I unlocked my old suitcase and picked out my victorian night gown. It was white and tattered at the bottom. I walked to the mirror and sat down in an old chair. I grabbed my brush and brushed my long brown hair. I began humming my favorite song and brushed my hair.
Upon one summer's morning
I carefully did stray
Down by the Walls of Wapping
Where I met a sailor gay.
Conversing with a young lass
Who seem'd to be in pain,
Saying, William, when you go
I fear you'll ne'er return again.
My heart is pierced by Cupid
I disdain all glittering gold
There is nothing can console me
But my jolly sailor bold.
His hair it hangs in ringlets
His eyes as black as coal
My happiness attend him
Wherever he may go.
From Tower Hill to Blackwall
I'll wander, weep and moan
All for my jolly sailor
Until he sails home.
My heart is pierced by Cupid
I disdain all glittering gold
There is nothing can console me
But my jolly sailor bold.
My father is a merchant
The truth I now will tell
And in great London City
In opulence doth dwell.
His fortune doth exceed
300,000 gold
And he frowns upon his daughter
Who loves a sailor bold.
A fig for his riches
His merchandise and gold
True love has grafted my heart
Give me my sailor bold.
My heart is pierced by Cupid
I disdain all glittering gold
There is nothing can console me
But my jolly sailor bold.
Should he return in pov'rty
From o'er the ocean far
To my tender bosom
I'll press my jolly tar.
My sailor is as smiling
As the pleasant month of May
And often we have wandered
Through Ratcliffe Highway
Many a pretty blooming
Young girl we did behold
Reclining on the bosom
Of her jolly sailor bold.
My heart is pierced by Cupid
I disdain all glittering gold
There is nothing can console me
But my jolly sailor bold.
My name it is Maria
A merchant's daughter fair
And I have left my parents
And three thousand pounds a year
Come all you pretty fair maids
Whoever you may be
Who love a jolly sailor
That plows the raging sea
While up aloft in storm
From me his absence mourn
And firmly pray arrive the day
He's never more to roam.
My heart is pierced by Cupid
I disdain all glittering gold
There is nothing can console me
But my jolly sailor bold.
My heart is pierced by Cupid
I disdain all glittering gold
There is nothing can console me
But my jolly sailor bold.
When I finished I heard moving outside my door. My door was opened a crack and breathes was coming in. I walked towards it slowly and opened it all the way. I poked my head outside and looked right and left. "Ivy Dinner!" I heard Simon call. I stepped out of my room and felt like someone was following me. I walked down the flights of stairs until I met my Uncle. I saw the man who had greeted me when I got here holding a tray of food and marching upsatirs. This place seems Haunted. "Ivy you seem scared." I heard my uncle say. "I am a little bit, I heard mvoing outside my door before i came down, but my ears must be playing with me." I said bitting my lip. I looked at my uncle. He seems angry yet sorry. Whats going on in this place?
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Hey guys thanks for reading this sorry if it might be boring but one direction will be coming in chapter two you'll see and it will be be more modern as the chapters goes by, and who or what do you think was that noise? Ivy's imantion or was it one of the boys? The song is over in the multi media: So the girl who is singing is going to be Ivy's singing voice so i will give the girl 24/7 credit on the singing and it's not the picture girl it's:
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