House of Baloo

1.

Well here we are. Massachusetts. The long drive from my other place made me lose some of my sanity. I can't take long drives anymore, not good for me.

"Ok.. Slad Stevenson?"

"Yep! That's me!"

...

You know, maybe this house won't be so bad, I had other options, but I wanted a new experience. Hopefully it won't be so bad.. right? What can possibly go wrong? 

The previous family still had "House of Baloo" on top of the door, I am not sure why, I mean come on, if they knew they were moving why would they keep it there? They're obviously careless. 

The people from "Moving Inn" helped me get my stuff in. They looked a little spooked. It's not scary.. 

It was a mystery, all of the workers were spooked. I had to ask why.

"Hey, why do you guys look all scared? Something wrong?" I asked hesitantly.

"No... it's just unsettling.. it's just that something doesn't seem right.. I don't know. It doesn't give me a good feeling."

"Okay.. well..."

"..."

"ok."

Okay anyways..

A couple hours later, I got half, well, the IMPORTANT stuff in the house, I'll do the rest later. It has been a long process. I am also tired too.

I started to explore the house, 4 bedrooms, 1 living room, and kitchen, one storage room, and a basement. I didn't bother to check the basement. It seems useless. Maybe I'll go down there sometime.

I sat on the couch, by the front door, pretty good view if you ask me. I then examined the living room much more, and saw notes.

"HES HERE, RUN AWAY"

"BALOOS ESCAPE WHILE YOU STILL"

"WIDE HEAD HELP"

"This place is a fake; he created it. It's all a trap, don't go any further or you will unleash him."

Okay well that was intriguing.

Whose Wide Head? Who's "he"? This is already becoming a big enigma.

Well.. it's probably just some stupid thing a kid wrote. There's no such thing. This isn't Avengers or anything like that. Powers don't exist. You can't "unleash something".

I proceeded to laugh, it's so funny and ridiculous. Who would believe these notes?

After that whole thing, I went back outside to get the rest of my stuff in.

...

They left all my things on the road! So disrespectful. There was a note.

"Hey sir we ain't likin this ol house we gon, take ya items and put  them in yer house"

Well great. I can't lift these things..

Such an inconvenience.

But wait, they left the carrier. So respectful.

Anyway, I got the rest of the stuff in. By 8:30 I had everything organized and good to go.Since I didn't know the house barley yet, I went out to grab a bite to eat. I should try to cook though.. ah whatever.

And you know who I saw? My friend Kai!

 "Oh, hello Slad." She said.

 "Hello!" I said.

"Coincidence running into you. How's the new house? Does it look good? Is it a good house? Tell me everything!" She asked inquisitively. 

"It looks good! It definitely is a good house. The workers were a little scared though. Weird." I replied.

"Oh.. well that's okay! All houses are different. I lived in a scary house once." She attempted to comfort me.

 I came back home after.  It was around 10'o clock. I proceeded to go to my room, I  picked the one upstairs, the others are pretty small. It was big. 

I went on my computer and watched YouTube. Funny videos, hehe.

The bedroom was very nice, a little dirty, but..nice overall.

There was a tv, two drawers, a table, a pen and paper, a bed, a nightstand, and windows.

I watched my favorite tv show, about 30 minutes later I shut it off and went to bed.