The House Next Door

The Strange House

                  "Mom, this is the best house I've ever seen!"

     "See, I knew you loved it."
          I then ran to the other side of the car and gave her a huge and tight hug. Then I ran over to dad's car and gave him a big hug too. When I looked in the back, my brothers were gone out of sight.

          "Where's Ryan and Randy?"

     "They're in the house. They took about an hour nap, and they said they were going to stay up until we get here. They were really excited."

                "Wow, while I'm sleep those little demons are up. I slept the whole way through. I think that's the longest nap that I've ever took. From twelve in the afternoon to almost twelve at night."
            "Well on the bright side, you can be up all night helping mom and I unpack and really get to know the house, since your brothers are going to be out pretty soon. And guess what?!"
           "What?"

     "You get to get your very own bathroom!"

                "Yes! I've been waiting to get my own bathroom, I never thought this was going to happen until I got a house of my own."

         "Well, help me with these bags then you can start exploring." He said as he was opening the trunk.

    Just as I was going to help him, I couldn't help but to notice the creepy and deranged house next door. It seemed as if the biggest house in the neighborhood.

       It was a mixture of black and green. As if a bunch of old mold was molded in it.
  It gave me the creeps, it seems like we shouldn't move in this house. I guess I really have to watch myself in this neighborhood then.

     "Rachel?"

   "Rachel?!"

        As I come out of my thoughts, I hear my dad calling my name over and over again angrily.

    "Yes?" I answered confusingly.

        "For the hundredth time, can you help me with these bags please?!" He said even more angrily.

   "You're acting like we have to bring in all our furniture or something, it's just a few bags that we have!" I snapped.

            Dad then gave me the look, then obeyingly I struggled to bring in two suitcases and three bags.

      When I first came in, I saw my bags sitting in the middle of the... well seems like the living room... Or sitting room, well whatever it was, it was humongous. I guess the boys had brought my bags in. Just as I was admiring the huge room I was in, I heard dad's sweet yet loud motor roaring. He was leaving, I realized.

           "Where you going? I asked him, as I ran outside.

      "To buy us some air mattresses just for tonight, tomorrow we're going furniture shopping."

  "Don't you think you can do that later, afterall you just arrived at the biggest house in the world."

                   "I got my entire life to, and plus I seen a lot of pics." He said then he pulled off.

        I then looked and skimmed the house. The huge room when you first walk in is as huge as a whale. Then if you keep walking, it seems that you'll walk in a room that seems to be the  dining room. It was the only room on that floor that had carpet. Then, the kitchen is right by it, it was like I walked in a galleria. When you look up, you could see all the hallways upstairs. Then I walked up the steps, if you turn left, it's a room that looks like the master bedroom. It seemed like it was larger than our entire house by itself. And it also had its own bathroom, and it was like the size of mom's and dad's master bedroom back at the old house. The tub and the shower was separated. The tub looked liked the ones that rich people have in those movies. Mom's and dad's room was the same as mines, but just a bit bigger. And the boys room was at the end of the hall. They each had their own room, but they're connected thanks to their bathroom, since they share one.
      This house seemed amazing, but something just wasn't right. All the houses on our street appeared like they were haunted or something, it was just so weird. Hmm... maybe it's just me, I thought to myself.