Extraordinary

Chapter One: Just Moving In.

We began to pack up.  A tear ran down my cheek onto the silky sleeve.  This house had been with my family for generations.  It was modern, comfy, organized, clean,  and perfect.  It was amazing.  Then mom thought that it would be better to move into a new house.  A cabin, by the woods.  I was so disappointed in her.  She knew that our grandparents relied on us to keep the house safe.  We had broke her trust.  Mom didn't even care for dad's parents.  She just used them to get a nice house and take their fortune that they left behind when they passed on.  

I closed my eyes and clenched my fists as dad pulled me into the car.  I wanted to sob so much right now.  I couldn't stand the fact that dad went along with mom's horrible plan.  My sister, Brim plopped into the car next to me and smiled.  She seemed joyous about moving, but at the same time, a little frownish face started to grow upon her.

Her facial expression suddenly turned to a temper tantrum about to start face.  She screamed and yelled while pounding her fists, "I don't wanna go mommy! I wanna stay at homey home!" Mom turned around and rolled her eyes.  She whispered in an angered tone, "We are moving for one reason, I'm sick of this house.  It's too organized and too clean.  I'm done with it." I yelled and stood up a little, "THAT'S NOT A REASON MOM!" Mom glared at me.  I was her least favorite person and I could tell.  "Sim, shut up." Dad, who was overhearing this whole conversation hopped finished packing the truck and hopped into the truck smiling.  

He said in a nice, friendly tone, "What's happening?" Mom stared into his calm eyes and replied in a fake tone, "Nothing honey, they just wanted some water." Brim screamed and cried at the top of her lungs and flipped the seat over.  She cried, "YOU LIAR!" Mom grabbed Brim pushed open the truck door and ran outside into the house.  I heard a great deal of screaming and crying and then everything went silent.  Mom walked out of the house holding Brim.

Brim's blonde hair hung down from her head and her green eyes covered by her pale eyelids, they squinted a little which was odd.  Her arms and legs hung down mom's hands, lifeless and untouched.  I curled my knees on top of my seat a little, afraid.  Mom walked into the car with a smile on her face as she put Brim back in her seat.  She smiled and quietly hissed, "She fell asleep," I knew she was lying because of the facial expression Brim had.  Her mouth hung open and her eyes were squinted. Dad and I didn't say a thing though.  

We began driving.  Everything was silent on the way there.  When we got there, we saw a small cabin next to a forest which was separated by a deep creek.  We unpacked the truck and put our things inside.  We opened the door and a cold breath of air rushed out of the house and hit our faces.  Spider webs and emptiness crowded the house.  I stepped in and rushed to the first room on the left.  It was an empty bedroom.  The only thing the bedroom held was a vanity mirror.  A beautiful mirror it was.  

I placed my things down and father brought in my bed.  The room looked gorgeous.  Dark purple walls and extraordinary wooded floors.  It was magnificent.  Brim had been pulled out of the car by mom and was placed in the room next to mine in her little bed.  Mom was already complaining.  "It's too dirty! Too cobwebby! Too stupid!" I managed to shout back at mom, "SHUT UP AND STOP COMPLAINING! YOU BOUGHT THIS CABIN. YOU DEAL WITH IT!" Mom rushed over to my room and held me by the arm hissing, "Stop whining you little complainer and respect your elders." She let go. I sat there holding my arm to my chest.  She slammed the door as she walked out of my room.  I overheard her whispering to dad, "That spoiled brat is going to get a punishment one of these days Binny,"