The House on the Hill.

Chapter one

"Hold still, Kaitlyn, dad needs you to just hold still next to mommy," says a tall man with glasses. He has short, light brown hair, light skin, blue eyes, athletic build, and a pretty good completion. He fumbled with his camera and talked to his daughter trying to get her to hold still so he could take a picture.
His wife and daughter wore the same dress, except the mothers was bigger then the daughters. His wife had long blonde hair that went down her back in a pony tail. She had fair skin and was slim and gorgeous. His 3-year-old daughter was a younger version of her.
"Daddy!?" Yelled Kaitlyn.
"Yes, sweetheart?" Asked the man.
"Can you sit next to me?"
"If you hold still I will," he says rejusting the camera.
"Okay, daddy," she says sitting still.
"Alright, setting timer, and here we go," he says stilling down next to his wife and daughter, "say cheese."
"Cheeeeese," smiled Kaitlyn.
The camera flashes, capturing there photo and realsing it to the ground.

"Do you really have to go?" Asked the wife.
"I must. This job will make us money if I go. We will finally have enough to live in this house for years, and our daughter could go to college," spoke the man.
"I don't feel right with you doing this. Investigating these house? Its not right! These house are haunted for a reason, you shouldn't do this anymore. You need to get a real job."
"This is my real job! Can't you see that!?'
" I can clearly see a washed up, desperate excuse of a man," she declares.
"If you want me gone then so be it!" Shouted the man as he stormed out.

"Going into that house is crazy. 87 people have died there, no one has made it out alive. None have survived the night either." Spoke an old women's voice.
"I don't care, just give me my directions, and return home to your cats" he spoke.
The woman growled and pointed him to the house saying, " the big one on the hill."
"Thank you."