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Moving in

We stand outside of our old home I took my last look at the house that was once ours, my parents look down at me saying "get into the car" I do as told lifting my foot up and hopping onto the car seat, I've never wanted to leave the house, not one bit it was the only place I felt safe although the voices in my head will never leave me alone when I'm there though.

We finally arrive after a 30-minute drive I stand outside looking at the home it's modern everything is white and black the windows are clear, I notice a black cat run along the rooftop of the house, I run to my dad "Do you need any help dad?" in a deep quiet annoyed tone he replies with "No thank you allison" I step back from the car going up the few stairs leading to the  front door "I'm gonna check out the house okay!"  before I could even touch the knob Mom calls my name  "Allison!" I grunt and walk over to my Mom "What is it?" While she is grabbing things from the car she tells me "Please get the blankets and sheets then wait by the door " I look over at the car "Where are they?" "Just in the Boot" I then let out a sigh walking towards the car I open the boot

I grab the towels and sheets and make my way up to the door  she walks toward me with things in her arms the left hand holding the new key , Then she unlocks the door with curiosity but a nervous feeling my thoughts and exicement soon get crushed

Everything inside was not modern my mother's facial expression said it all "I know it's not much but it'll work for now right, Remember were on quite a budget " I sigh and look down " Still sucks the outside seems so cool and fancy while the inside says the opposite " There were cracks the floor looks like it was slowly breaking apart there were even spider webs in every corner and not to mention it looked dusty and old and broken.

I walk to feel a cold shivering breeze " Mom it's quite cold in here " she walks away while saying " Just go put away those things in the living room which you take a few turns for  " I nod and make my way, looking down at the floor  I bump into the wall because I wasn't paying attention of where I was walking " Oh there! " I walk into the Livingroom and place it on the sofa and walk back upstairs I think to myself " When did I walk down some stairs? I shake it off and go to my mother " Finished need anything else? " She looks at me "Where are the sheets and blankets? " she replied in a confused tone I look up at her " They're in the living room downstairs " She looks even more confused " We don't have a downstairs? "

" Well I just went down some so I'm sure we do, I can even show you " She has a concerned expression " Okay then lead the way " After an hour of searching where this downstairs was I came to the realization that it was my imagination " Allison where's the sheets and blankets you know we needed those " I sigh and look down " I have no idea where I put them I promise there was a downstairs " Allison's mother sighs in anger " If there's a downstairs then hello wow I'm 19 and I have my life back "

I sighs " I will go look for them " Mom walks away and keeps unpacking while I go looking everywhere for the missing sheets and blankets

Sadly after a long time of searching and looking i had no luck of finding them