Dollhouse

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"Hey girl", my friend alessia says to me on the phone.

"Hey", I say back

"Did you know there is a new girl in town, I heard her name is Melanie, she's 17, and that her family is CRAZYYYYY"

"Oh wow she just got here and you know all that about her" I say

"You know I'm nosey" she says

"Alright well I gtg, I'll call you later tho" I say

"Ok, bye" alessia says as she hangs up

I make way to my window to see Melanie and her family unpacking their stuff to the house right across the street. They must be really rich, they moved into the biggest house in the neighborhood. That house is practically a mansion and to see a small family moving in, they're going to have a lot of extra space.

"NATALIE" i hear my dad yell from downstairs.

I quickly snap out of my thoughts and head downstairs.

"Yea dad?"

"Finally you came down, well anyways, I'm going to say hi to our new neighbors do you wanna come?"

"Yea sure" I say, "lemme just put on some shoes."

I go back upstairs and quickly put on my shoes, then go back down. I tag along behind my dad to go meet our new neighbors, but I see him stop, his eyes grow wide.

"What's the matter dad"

"Don't you see" he says

I look closely and see a huge cupboard full of old vintage dolls being carried into the house by the moving company. Then I see another cupboard being carried inside the house, but this time it's full of knives.

"Hi"says a weirdly dressed girl about my age."Oh I'm sorry I didnt mean to startle you, I was just trying to say hi"

"No it's ok, um my name is Natalie Reyes " i say sticking out my hand.

"Hi, I'm Melanie martinez" shes says shaking my hand.

She shakes my dad's hand too and tells us to come inside their barely decorated home. To be honest the house alone was scary and plus with all the old vintage stuff they're putting in, oh no, it's a murder house. We walk into the enormous living room where melanie's mother is.

"Well hello, my name is Daphne"

"Hello", my dad and I both say as we stick out our hands to greet her.

We tell her our names and melanie showd us more of the house and her family. As we go up the stairs we pass a room, it seems like a babies room since there's a crib and toys inside, but I still haven't seen a baby anywhere. My dad and I say hello to mealnie's brother and father. The guys talk for a bit, while I talk to Melanie.

"So, Melanie, where are you from?" I ask

"I'm from New York, what about you, have you been living in California your whole life?" She asks me

"Yea, I was born here so I basically now everyone from the neighbourhood" I say

"Oh cool, what about your mom, I can't wait to see her"

"Umm, my mom died when I was about 3 years old"

"I'm so sorry I didnt mean t-"

"Its ok, but I should get going" I say

"Uh yea ok, bye Natalie, it was nice meeting you" Melanie says as she waves goodbye.

My dad and I leave their house and head to ours.

"Well, I liked them" :)

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