When I awoke we finally landed. I walked out the large airport door, looking for my aunt. Instead I found a tall man holding sign that said, "Misty West." I Slowly walked over to him, "Misty?" He asked. "Yes," I replied. He took my bag and led me to a long white limo. "Did my aunt pay for this?" I asked. "Of course," He replied. I remembered why I never really liked to visit when I was little and we lived close. She always tried so hard to be perfect and make us happy. I wasn't proud that she spent her money just to drive me 5 miles away to her house in a fancy car. I helped myself to some cider and silently listened to the radio. My aunt worked on the council of her town and was a part time nurse, so she was able to pay for all this. It still didn't impress me but I grew up caring for myself after my mother died carrying my new baby brother who was soon to be born. I always thought about what he would look like, with my father's and my golden eyes, with mothers nose, father's mouth and ears and mother's hair and my smile that I shared with my father. Every one always told me, "You look so much like your father." And they were right, I was proud of it, I loved my parents, so much and they disappeared. I was devastated, I started crying just thinking about it. The car stopped and the door opened. "Thank you," I said walking out. "Your very welcome," He replied shutting the door behind me. I walked up the long brick driveway to her front patio that led to a blue green door. I opened the door and walked into the huge 2 story house. It was bigger than mine. I explored calling her name. But before I could walk into the kitchen I was attacked by her Golden Retriever Conny. "Conny no!" yelled a voice from upstairs. I watched as my aunt walked down the stairs. She immediately hugged me when she saw me in the living room. "Its been too long," I said. "Last time was when you were 10," She added. She then led me upstairs to my room. It use to be your mothers," she said. I laied my stuff on the queen sized bed with a tree like bedspread. Across was a huge window with a window seat. next to my bed was a white night stand, next to the door was a slide closet. It was a wonderful dream house. I went to explore the house and found a music room! It had a grand piano, violin, guitar, clarinet, microphone, drums, trumpet, flute and many more, even the spoons! It was connected to a little recording booth. The back yard was huge! It had a pool that went to 12 feet deep, and a huge beautiful garden! I was amazed by the kitchen, I love to cook, the living room had a huge flat screen next to a mac. That night i had trouble sleeping. I closed my eyes to the curtains closed on my window, I felt a small breeze and opened my eyes. The curtains were wide open. I got up and closed them again. I stared into the window of the house next to ours. But no one was there. I got back in bed a fell asleep counting.
YOU ARE READING
the book of shadows
ParanormalMisty West is an average 17 year old girl who moves across the country, to her aunt Bella living in New Jersey, after her own house burned to ashes. While at her grandmas she finds out her true secret, that she's a witch. She meets a group of teen w...