As My Father, Sister, and I began to enter our new house with boxes to unpack, we see the house is destroyed beyond repairing. My father bought the house from an elderly lady, whom lived there for 67 yrs and she said it needed repair.
My Sister and I began our track up the steep stairwell to the 2nd floor. She picked her room, as I did mine.
We began to unpack the few boxes we had gathered, setting our belongings on the floor.
Father yelled for us to get our other boxes 📦... My Sister ran before me and I swore I heard her giggle, but when I followed her down the stairs, she was talking to father...
But I just then thought it was my ears tricking me, I mean, this house is Very old, and very un- sturdy, but nothing is going to be a surprise, I have seen my share of things...in the house we live in before, where mother died in.
But these Walls, such paint chipping off, such wood showing, old insulation falling away. Fathers gonna need lots of help to fix up this old place.
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the Hidden Room behind the Cloth
Mystery / Thrillerbeyond this cloth on the stairwell to the basement, it hides a hidden room that no one knew existed in the new house.
