The house

Day 1

We moved into our new house today. It is bigger than our old one but I still miss our old house, and no madder how hard I try my mom won't change her mind.

First let me tell you a little about my self. Okay so my name is bethany but you can call me Beth, Me and my mom are the only ones, my dad died when I was six, and I am an only child.I live in California, I am 13 years old, and I am tall for my age. I like to go outside and play, that is what I mostly do all day. That's all I can think of for now.

So this new how that we moved into is pretty scary if you ask me. There is sounds and shadows, and shadows, and sounds. I know it is only my first night but there is multiple things going on.

Day 2

This morning was a fairly good morning. I woke up to the birds chirping and my mom cooking eggs from the first pan out of the moving boxes. When I woke up I got into my day close and brushed my teeth, then went down stairs to ask my mom where the box is with all the brushes so I could brush my hair. She told me that the movers might of put the box in the living room. I go into the living room to get my brush. Once I got my brush I brushed my hair up into a pony tail, and set the brush on the table. And went to eat breakfast.

After breakfast I went outside to explore. Wail I was exploring something happened, and I got really freaked out so I went back home.

Well that night I went to bed early to get my beauty sleep.

Day 3

When I woke up my door was closed and my window was open. Which is kind of weird because the window was closed when I went to bed. Well anyway it got really cold in my bedroom last night and I had to get and extra blanket from down stairs. We'll when I got down stairs it was dark and I could barely see anything. Once I got my blanket I ran back up stairs because I felt a hand touch my shoulder. We'll during the day I never went back into the livening room.