The House

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Graves helped you moving all your stuff the same night.  Not that you needed help or something. The only thing you had was a suitcase. But he insisted, and as stubborn that he was, you agreed.

The house you stayed, was next to his house. He seemed happy about it. But you weren't.

You felt like you didn't have any privacy. Thank merlin, that you had good curtains.
 It was a nice house to live in. It had a kitchen and a bathroom and a proper bedroom. That's all you needed. But you missed the little library you had build at your own house. It was so relaxing to take a seat and grab a book from your shelf.

After you ate something and taken a shower. You were brushing your hair when you heard a noise coming from the other room. You listened carefull, still brushing your dark brown hair. When you heard someone knocking on your door you almost jumped in the sky.

Why haven't you heard footsteps? You always heard them. A little bit angsty you opened the door. It was nothing. You closed the door again and you saw what had been wandering around in your house. It was the unexpected guest from Room 19. You felt your wound in your ribcase burning and you knew it was bad.

the wound opened again and you felt the blood flowing down. To your hips, on your leg. A scream left your mouth. You felt a breeze going through the room. Before you blacked out again you saw a person walking towards you...



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Sorry for the short chapter, because I am very busy I am going to write short chapters.

I am going to do my best do update as soon as I can. But Christmas is coming....

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And what are we going to do during christmas? JEP NOTHING ( at least I won't do a lott.)







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