Unpacking

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The journey was very long but we finally got their. The house was very big and had a lot of grass around it.Mamma and I got out of the van and into the house,whilst daddy helped the two men take all of the furniture into the house. However I did not go into the house straight away. I stood on the steps of the house watching the two men help daddy take the furniture in. I still was thinking about the story that the driver told me about this house and how the people died. I did not tell mummy or daddy that the driver told me this or that I even knew, because I no that there will be a lot of fussing around and complaining.Mummy called me in to go and pick a bed room and to put my clothes and toys in since the two men had finished helping and had gone. I took my box of things upstairs then dropped one toy. I stopped to pick up the toy and I could hear footsteps up stairs and mummy and daddy were downstairs and there was no one else in the house! I could hear the footsteps for about 2 minuets then mummy came and asked what was wrong? The footsteps stopped as soon as mummy came into the hallway. I hesitated for a moment then the words I dropped my toys so I stopped to pick them up came out of my mouth.
I was worried that mummy would know that something was going on and I did not want to say what has been happening. I went up to my room and put the box down then ran downstairs as my Heart was pounding!

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