Her head leaned against the leather door, occasionally knocking against the cold metal handle as the car flew over speed bumps, but that was the least that was on her mind. Where were they going? Would she like it? These were the questions that constantly lingered in her mind.
The sun began to drift beneath the horizon, indulging the sky into intense swirls of rusted silver encased clouds which resembled decaying gravestones. Her dusky hair, like silver night elbowing the gloom of twilight, was spread across the pillow like seats which surrounded the interior her parents limozine.
Extending her delicate body she lay across 4 seats with her pink wedged shoes pressed up against the door and her hanging hand resting on the carpeted floor of the stretched out car.
She lay uncomfortably on her right hip, constantly digging into her pocket every time her phone vibrated. But disappointingly plunging her golden cased phone back into the folds of her jumper when seeing it wasn't from who she anticipated.
With a sudden halt the car released a loud frustrated groan which threw her off her seat as well as her treasured phone. Sesil, the jordon family's quiet Butler opened the door, exposing her feet into coldness.
YOU ARE READING
The New House
Mystery / ThrillerEmily and her parents move into a new house where at first everything seems normal until an unexpected being pays Emily a visit.
