What else could go wrong?

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Let's just say I did not want this, a new start to something unwanted. My mom got a better position at her job and with that she wanted a new house, more like a new start away from my cheating dad but who am I to complain.

"Oh just look at the house!!" Her jolly voice sing as her brown orbs looked at the old wooden house.
I looked at out the window, the house giving off strange and unneeded vibes. I looked at mom than back at the old house.

"It looks....dead." Staring at the ugly house with confusion.
My mom slowly started getting mad at me , she lookes back at me and than calm herself.

"Once we fix it up it will be as good as new." She stepped out the car and headed to unlock the door for the movers.

I looked at the house in horror, who would want to live in this??
As I turn to look at my mom I noticed something in the window and with a hurry I turn back only to see nothing, taking a deep breath and looked at my hands.

  "Must be my imagination?"

I watched as the movers brought in our stuff, laughing and joking with each other, looking away from them. I turn on my phone and started playing games on my phone.

"Essence why dont you go makes some friends."

I didn't even get to get a word before  My mom started pointing at a boy on the street on his phone as well. Staring at her before I got up and dragged myself to the street and forced myself right in front of him, he looked up and looked back at his phone.

"Hello I'm essence"
He looked at me and stared
"I'm matt"

He got up and put his hand out for mine to shake, I graded it and shake.

"Your mom had the courage to buy that house??"
"Ye.....wait what."
"Let me guess you aren't from here are you?"
"N-no??"
"So you don't know about the legend behind that house."
"What legend?"

Matt looked at me and then at the house, before he could even speak, his mom called him.

"Matt it's time for dinner"
"Well.... sorry, I have to go, good luck in your new house"

I just watched as matt went inside
his house, turning around I walked back to the stairs and sat right back down.

"What else could go wrong"

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