Peaches

Chapter 3

Chapter 3 

How could a house look so beautiful on the outside yet horrifying in the inside?  I was gob smacked when we stepped inside, all the excitement make it’s exist from my whole body with empty sickened feels replaced it all. Mum looked like she was about to cry; Gran and granddad Looked so shocked.

The houses wasn’t small it was actually quite big, but that wasn’t the problem the problem was the appearance of the place the walls which where once white where now a sickly yellow colour and cracks of old age. The gross yellow walls snaked their way to the broken/ rotten wooden floor boards. Some of the windows had cracks in them, it all smelled rotten, old and dusty. I felt like being sick all over the place even that will make it look a little better than it does now.

“Are you kidding me? Seriously where is the part of the house that goes with the outside?” I finally broke the silence as we stood in the hall way.

“Haha… good one guys now stop the games and show me the real house”

“This isn’t a joke Mais” mum said her hazel green eyes didn’t want to believe her own words but I also didn’t.

“Why me? I’m a good person I give to charity once in a while, do as I’m told most of the time, ok maybe it wasn’t a good idea filling Amelia’s locker with shaving cream other than-“

“You did what now?” mum cut me off

“The bitch deserved it” I spat out

“Langue Peaches” my sweet grandma said

“Maybe upstairs is better” Mum considered with hope

“Hell no, I am not going up that death trap” I snapped

Was she kidding seriously what part of broken, creaking, rotten stairs sounds safe to you?

“Language! One more time and I will wash your mouth with soap again”

Note to self no swearing around Gran she means what she says she’s washed my mouth out with soap once Just for accidently shouting shit really loud that the guests at the party we had late time we came to visit  all stared at me with disappointed eyes. So she dragged me by the ear in front of everyone and took me to the bathroom and got the soap out….. The pain.

“I have to agree with Mais I’m not ready to die” Granddad agreed

“So what are we going to do with this place?” Mum asked tuning around and heading to the car

“Don’t worry dear first thing tomorrow I’ll call Interior designers, this place will look brand new again” Gran said with one of her warm smile closing the door behind us.

Mum just nodded her head and we walked on the wonderful pebbled path once again heading for the car.

We all climbed in and the rest of the ride to the cottage was a completely opposite atmosphere than before. No one was talking.

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After a few minutes of quietness we pulled over at a whitewashed cottage with red-painted windows and climbing roses all-round the doorway which held a red door. It was the fifth cottage on the street and stood out from the rest. Outside was a decorated white letter box with little red flower patterns which I remember making “Mr & Mrs Allen” was in graved in swirly neat handwriting.

It was just how I remembered it.

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sorry this is short  but i feel the people that have started reading it should get more (:

the next one will be longer 

i know i got some mistakes in places but hey im writting this for fun if i ever want to get it published i'll get an editter 

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