I headed towards the old disregarded home of what use to be the top selling house on the market. However, now it is the least wanted home... No one will step foot on the grass. Most try to avoid even looking at it or walking on the same side of the road it is located on. I can't help but find this place a huge mystery waiting to be put together; which is why I have moved in.
I started walking onto the property and I felt as if the whole neighborhood was watching me. Starring... as if I murdered someone. I have lived here a week now and the stares haven't stopped. I then ignored all the ignorant glares people were giving me and continued into the house. Wondering the house as if I was looking for something. In reality I kind of was; I was looking to solve the mystery. Why was everyone so scared? What had happen to or in this house that is so horrific? It was just a huge mental puzzle in need of being solved.
After a month or so I couldn't take it anymore. It was killing me not know what happened. I decided to ask around about the house. No one knew. Some said the owners just disappeared and never were seen. Others disagreed and said they left because the house was an awful place to stay in; that explains why they were only there for a few months. Only a couple of people came up with the ridiculous story that the previous owners were mass murders and they left because they were on the run and someone figured them out, and after the word got around no one wanted to live in a house from murderers. I have no idea which story if true or even remotely close to what actually happened to them and the house. None of it was making sense. If someone just left why would no one move in; it was a decent house. Same for if they just disappeared, not like there were any signs of them being murdered. The story about them being murderers doesn't make much sense. Yes, they lived there but its not like they would be living there with you. I need more information before I can even try to guess which one is close to being true.
I sat in the living room thinking. Could all these horrendous things be true? What really happened? Questions soared through my mind; all of my focus was on this house. I was about to go to bed when a sudden hand was locked on my mouth with what seemed to be a handkerchief, and that was the last thing I remembered...
To Be Continued.....
