A 17 year old who moved into their parents home that was built in the late 1890's. The old Victorian home had been reverbished around 1990s the time being 2004 when this takes place. Our main character, Salem, finds out something that could change h...
I walk in the room quietly seeing a short boy wearing..strange clothes in my home, but he is around my age.
"What are you doing in my home?" I asked him ready to defend myself if need be. He turned around from messing with..wait is that a Phonograph-? Or is it a Gromophone? Im not sure maybe it's both. "That wasn't there last night.." *I thought to myself, the boy responded to my question with something shocking.
"It's not your house it's mine. I'd appreciate it if you saw yourself out." The boy told me calmly looking at me.
"What-..? My parents owned this house and they gave it to me yesterday, so your wrong. Get out." I tried to seem intimidating.
"My parents are off on vacation in Italy I live here and are watching over our home. And thats my stick you're holding-" he said obviously as confused as I am about this all. I look around tho noticing everything was different even the wallpaper. "Shoot am I actually in someone's house!?" I wondered starting to panic.
"Omg am I actually in your house?? It the wallpaper and everything is different but ik the rooms- its weird-" I scrambled to say "I was wondering why my alarm clock wasn't there..." I see the other boy make a puzzled expression than ask something that confused me further more,
"An alarm clock? What's that?" I was confused is he serious-? Does he actually not know?
"It's a box that makes a really annoying noise to wake you up and won't shut up until you turn it off" I find myself laughing.
"I have one I put up its not a box tho- it's in my closet"the boy told me. Glad at least he has an alarm clock like normal people.
"How did you even get inside my home-?" The boy asked me.
"Oh I just walked in to say hi ya know. Yeah no, I have no clue how I got in your home- I went to sleep and woke up here...wait did you kidnap me!? If you did stop gaslighting me into thinking i broke in here-" I said half panicing not and being unsure how i got in this situation.
"Okay- whatever but um..you seem okay. You also have a really nice jaw line-" The boy said calmly but also seeming awkward. If I had said that out of the blue I'd be a bit embarrassed I'd still say it with confidence though.
"Oh I do?" I asked
"Yeah.. not in a weird way of course. You want something to eat since its morning?" He asked me with a kinda cute expression.
"Oh I know and sure I am pretty hungry" I said just as my stomach growled to validate my response. He put some music on with the thing he was messing with when I walked in than we both walked to the kitchen. I pause seeing a strange kitchen set up. There wasn't a fridge in this guy's kitchen.
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"what food are you gonna make-?" I asked questioning how he's gonna make food.
"I'll probably make some cucumber sandwiches" he told me. What sandwiches I dont even see a fridge where could the cucumber be. But I watch him go to a separate tall cabinet.
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He opens it grabbing out a cucumber, grabs a cutting board and knife than beginnings cutting it. Getting rid of the skin on it. Getting some bread from a cabinet by the stove. Than putting them on the bread.
"And there you go a quick breakfast" he told me with a smile and hands me a sandwich.
