Its late at night, the moon shining bright as never before, a white light shining from high in the dark gloomy sky. But all was not so calm as the tree branches dancing in the wind with the leaves falling off with every move.
As she walked up to the top of the steep hill, with her friend Jason. "I've been doing some research on the mansion" Jamie informed.
"Really... then tell me something you've found out about it then" Jason demanded.
"Ok. so you know the mansion is called Thorn mansion. There was a family of three who lived in here over two hundred years ago." she informed.
"Really, so who lived here then?" Jason asked.
"They were Annie, Melisa and David Thorn" Jamie informed.
"At the time the people who lived down below in the village thought they were witches." she informed.
"Why?" he asked.
"Don't know, because they weren't like everyone else who lived here, I suppose" she answered.
"Impressive" Jason praised.
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Thorn Wood Hill
JugendliteraturIts late at night, the moon shining bright as never before. This is my first story on here. (Its parts are cringy as hell) Only update on weekdays.
