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ENJOY!!!!! <3
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Picture to the right is Vernard. :) >>>>>>>>>>>.
I decided to ask my father later. It took like two miles just to get there. My black jeans and white hood were drenched in water. The note was now a piece of soaked paper that was sticky and gross. I gasped once I finally saw what the old “abandoned” house looked like. The gates were easily ten times bigger than me and looked as if they were made from solid gold. The house looked as if it could shame the “Museum of Natural History” in New York.
Deciding this was a really bad idea and it was impossible this was the house on the letter, I turned around. However when I started to turn, the gates creaked loudly and opened completely.
"What the hell?"
I started to make my way inside of the “house”. To my surprise the grass was a completely dark, beautiful green. There were trees with roses and flowers on them. I was surprised a place this old would look anything like this. The house was also all beautiful. It was all made out of red bricks, the kind you only saw on TV, on ghost hunters.
"Wow this is really weird; he must swim in his own money". I thought.
When I finally got to the door I knocked on it. I doubted that anybody would even hear me. But I was surprised once again when a man, maybe a little older than I stood in front of the door. He was easily about five or six inches taller than me.
His eyes were a deep purple that were so deep I couldn't stop to look at him. His hair was a deep chocolate brown, that looked so soft, I wanted to run my hands through it, he had it styled so that t went over his forehead in the sexiest way. He looked like a model, no, like a bloody god!
He was beautiful! He wore Grey jeans and a button down red shirt with a loose black tie. His eyes were full of excitement.
"Hello sweet Elizabeth!" he practically screamed in happiness. He then hugged me and kissed me on the cheek.
"Hi" I said flatly. I was uncomfortable. Hugging someone I didn’t know wasn’t exactly on my everyday schedule, and the fact that I was shaking because he was extremely cold. Did they not have heaters inside the house?
"Well do come in.'' he said, and with that he grabbed my hand and took me in. The house was even bigger on the inside! It was all white with some blood red curtains on the windows. It was almost like a castle. I was very amazed of all of this. The walls were covered with some dragons and roses surrounding them. They were painted with red and black, all curly and entwined together. The stairs leading up were all deep purple.
Railings which were obviously made out of gold and I felt like I was about to faint. Looking up, wanting to see something normal, like chipped ceiling or something, I was sourly disappointed. It was also carved with those beautiful flowers and roses.
I was too amazed, and by the time Vernard spoke I realized my mouth was hanging open.
“Elizabeth are thy alright?” He asked concern clear in his voice.
“Thy?” I repeated.
''Sorry I mean you.'' he said
‘'Yeah I'm good thanks for asking.'' I replied
