"Why, hello Felicity." Sam said with a grin on his face. He wore leather all around with big biker boots. He stared at me with his real eye because his other was glass. "Hi Uncle Sam." I tried saying normally. " You have grown since ive seen you." he said with a wheeze. He wheezed alot when he talked but, thats probobly cause hes old. " Well come on now. We best be going." he said. He came over and helped me with my bags. I took my shoulder bag and went over out the door with him. I kept my distance thinking he would start strangling me any minute. I never let my guard down with people like Sam. We walked over to the truck at the end of the parking lot. It was old, rusty, and had a shattered windshield.
I sat on the tattered, cold, leather seat in the front seat. I clutched on to the picture of my mom tightly. It was very quiet in the truck. The radio station was turned on but all I heard was static. The radio in here must be broken. His glass eye was going crazy yet his real one kept steady on the road. I looked out the window and saw nothing but forest. It was in the middle of nowhere. New Mexico was atleast somewhere with me and my mom. Then i saw a small little sign. WELCOME TO STAIGHTYEN it said. Funny name for a town... On the sign was a picture of a grizzley bear near a tree. We went down a dirt road and there it was. A giant, wooden, dark mansion. " Here we are" said Uncle Sam. "13 GateTwane Lane"
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Bloody Window
HorrorFelicity Ravenwood was just another normal orphan girl. But once her Mom dies and her Dad goes to jail, everything in life turns the other way. She now has to live with her physo uncle, Sam, in the wierdest, strangest, wooden house in the little tow...
