"We're here," I heard my dad shout as I woke up. I looked outside and this house looked horrible. I thought it was going to look better than the old home. But this house gave me the chills. It looked as if Chucky had lived here. Not only that, but it looked old, it looked about 100 years old. I looked diagonally to the side where there was a bridge-type looking thing on the far right side of the home. I saw something white just standing there and looking at me. This house was about the creepiest thing I ever have seen. "Yay, it's huge," I heard Emma say. "Mhm," I agreed sarcastically as I got out of the car. "What's wrong, buddy," my dad asked me. "Oh, nothing," I lie. I looked at the house one more time before entering the door. Inside, the movers were moving furniture into places to make it look similar to how it looked at the old house. The house was huge on the inside and the outside. And I guess that was the only positive thing about this house. "Hey guys, you know who is going to be coming to move in with us as well," my mom said. "Someone's going to be living with us," I asked annoyed. "Yea," she said back. "Who," Emma said excitedly. I don't know why she liked the house so much. And why was she excited about people moving in with us? I didn't even know that we we're going to be sharing our home with other people. "Well," mom said. "Guess," dad said. "Umm... grandpa and grandma," Emma guessed. "Nope," dad said. "Who then," Emma asked impatiently. "Aunt Kay and her family," mom said. Aunt Kay was my aunt on my mom's side. We lived just 2 blocks away at the old house. Her and my cousin Miles are the only people coming I guess. Because she doesn't talk to Miles dad. "Yep, and...," dad said. "Uncle Ashter," asked Emma. "Correct, Bingo," dad shouted. Uncle Ashter was my uncle on my mom's side as well. He lived in a different county than us back at our old house. He is a super nice guy and he always hangs out with me and Emma. He doesn't have kids or a wife. He's only 21. "Nice," I say, actually a little excited. I wasn't annoyed anymore about sharing the home because my uncle and I get along very well. "They'll be moving in with us in less than 2 weeks," dad adds on. "Okay," I say back. I put my book bag down in the living room and went upstairs. I looked around. "Hey, here's your room. Your mom picked it out for you," one of the movers told me. "Oh okay," I respond. I go inside the room and look around. The movers already put all my furniture in there. "Wow," I say. Maybe, it wasn't gonna as bad as I thought.
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