Tragic love

The House

I open my eyes to find myself on a swing set attached to an old oak tree.

I got off the swing and turn around to see a huge house. The house seemed to be 3 stories high and about 100 years old.

I walk inside the house and look around, the house is really dusty and old fashioned. The furniture seemed to be old and faded.

In the middle of the living room there was a long string attached to the ceiling, out of curiosity I pulled it and a stair case came down.

It took me a minute to realize it was a secret room. I climb the old, woody stairs up to the room.

I peeked my head inside the room, it was full of boxes and old paintings. I craw inside and sit on my knees I the middle of the room, taking in every detail in.

The room was old fashioned because if all the cravings in the walls and on the wooden planks.

I hear a creaking sound behind me and quickly turn around too see nobody but a mirror.

I walk over to it and look at myself in it and I look like 8 or 9 years old which is odd because if I could remember correctly I am 14.

I am about 4'5 with short black curly hair that goes only to my chin. I have blue eyes, a light blue dress on, black flats, and a black ribbon in my hair like a head band.

I have a gold locket that has my father's picture in it. My dad has been dead for a while, but as long as I keep my locket with me I feel like he is with me always, and I feel safer with it on.

My thoughts about my dad where quickly interrupted by a noise behind me and I slowly turn around to see what it is.

When I turn around I see a girl who looks like she is 2 and a boy who looks my age right now.

The girl has long curly jet black hair that is put into pig tails and is wearing a light green dress, with no shoes on.
The little girl has no eye's just sockets that are black.

As for the boy he has black hair that is a line up, black tank top, skinny jeans, and like the girl no eye's or shoe's.

While I was staring at the boy I didn't even notice the little girl walking up to me.

She put her hands on my arms and started to shake me yelling "Modie wake up!!! Modie, Modie!!"

I suddenly wake up to see my mom driving and me in the passenger seat with my head on the window.

She smiled and said "We are down the street from our new home."

I totally forgot we moved from Arizona to California because my mom got a new job. My mom used to be a police officer but she got promoted to be a F.B.I. agent.

I think it's awesome but I miss my best friend Magaly. Me and her has been best friends since 3rd grade. Me and her has been through a lot together.

"We are here," my mom said with an excited voice.

I looked at the house while my mom was pulling in the drive way. The house looks exactly like the one in my dream. The swing is also there too.

The cool thing about the house is that there are woods right behind it, it was the perfect spot for me to play my flute and guitar.

"Now Mariposa I have a very special surprise for you."

(Yeah Mariposa is my real name, Modie is just a nickname.)

"What is it?" I ask eagerly.

"There are ten rooms in this house and I am letting you use six of them. You can use them for your art,music, dancing, fighting, and photography." My mom said putting the car in park.

"Oh my God!!! Thank you so much mom you are the best!!" Giving her a hug and getting out the car.

I got to the trunk of the car so we can set the house up.

~~*Time skip 4 hours*~~

Me and my mom where finally done setting up the house.

I was very happy with the way I decorated my six rooms they looked magnificent.

I entered my room and layed on my bed and took a nap. I entered the dream world.