Dream House

Eve Andors

    I was running, trying not to look back. I didn’t want to look back. I wanted to forget everything as if nothing ever happened... as if I was still a newborn baby without a care in the world but the mindless brain of an infant… As the cold winter wind blew through my hair while I slowed to a stop, I could feel my heart beating and my thoughts flashing before my eyes. The house caused me to believe that I was going crazy, when really… it was all real. Just 10 years ago, I was your typical kid. The normal kind. The one that goes outside and plays with her sister or the kind with a bright imagination. Until one day, something horrible happened. It had been going on for at least a few months of living in our new home. Our dream house… simply turned into our nightmare house within a blink of an eye. My sister promised me one night that we would come back to the house one day and experiment. To show others that we weren’t delusional. To prove that this thing is real. The house… it killed our parents. Everyone thinks it was my sister so they separated us and sent her to jail and me to a foster home. It started with my mom… she went crazy. She tried to attack me and my sister. My sister name is Elie Andors. We were the only two out of the family that KNEW it was the house. We had seen it with our own eyes. Memories... memories of that house. Every night, I would hear footsteps in the hallway or coming up the stairs. But, there was nothing ever there. As the days got shorter, nights got longer, years went by faster… thing’s became worse. My name is Eve Andors and I am 22 years old. This is the story of how I had to become stronger. Thing’s I had to sacrifice to get to where I am today. Many people think I suffer from bouts of insanity. No one will ever understand me and what happened in that house. No one will ever believe me. I haven’t seen Elie in 9 years, since they separated us. I don’t think I will ever see the world the same again. Of all the love, happiness, family, life… life itself is temporary. All of this, is temporary…