The sound of dogs barking at us made me cringe. I like dogs which is the small, hairy one or huskey or labrador not bulldog nor big dogs which most of the neighbourhood own. Getting near them scares me. Their barks and stares makes me feel like a criminal. Luckily, they stop when we pass their house.
The neighbourhood are quite peaceful. It was fill with greenery. You could see trees, flowers everywhere here. The sound of birds chipping and kids playing doesn't bother me eventhough it was loud. The houses in this area were quite big. Not as big as mine but still big. All of the houses were 2-storey house with big lawn and pool in the backyard.
"Why don't you have fence in your neighbourhood? Don't you scared of getting rob or something?"I asked Erica who was walking beside me.
"Well, our house isn't like yours with brick wall as tall as The Great Wall of China."she laughed at her statement"It was lively and we care for each other if anything ever happen to us. There are police patrolling, anyway. It is safe."she said.
"It seems nice. Your neighbourhood I mean. In my neighbourhood, you could hear the sound of a coin drop clearly."It's true though. It is very quiet and quite disturbing for me. Most of them just care about their own business. The only people you could see chatting were their maid or workers.
"We're here."she exclaimed.
I just stare at her. Is she for real? This isn't a normal house. It is made out of woods. All of it. It seems old but still look beautiful. There were trees around the house. They even have a green house with a lot of roses in various colors. But seriously, are they allow to build this kind of house? Then I look around and now I understood. Other houses wasn't so normal either. There's this house that was made out of glass. I could even see their furniture. I thought she live in normal neighbourhood.
"Hey, Kathy! What are you thinking? Come in!"Erica said to me excitedly.
"Ok."I don't even realised the door was open.
"This is my mom. Mom this is Kathy."she said while showing a woman in her early forties. She wears a floral vintage looking dress that suit her nicely. She have the same dark black hair like Erica and Eric and the same grey eyes.
"Hi. I'm Kathy."I said politely and smiled at her.
"I know. She talks about you a lot. You could call me Eden. I don't mind."she said.
"Okay."
"Welcome to our home sweet home. Let me show you the living room."Erica said.
When I walk in their living room, I was fascinated with the design of the house. It looks classic and beautiful. All the furniture was made of leather and brown in color. They even own a hearth that use real woods to make fire. Most of us own the electrical one even me. It's rare to see one these days. What shocked me the most was they own guns and bow and arrows that was carved beautifully with same design in a bulletproof glass display. Is this legal? Next to the glass display was a grandfather clock that was made out of woods too. On the opposite of the room they place a grand piano that was brown in color too. Everything in here was brown except for the little chandelier which was gold in color. On the wall where they place the piano have this really cool big painting of a scenery of the woods which is also framed with something made out of some kind of log. Haven't they heard of global warming?
"So how is my house? It's old and shabby is it? Sometimes I swear I heard a creaking noise everytime I walked. I thought this house was going to fall down."Erica said.
Is she crazy? I would trade my mansion for this house if my mom lets me. "It is beautiful. How could you say that? Don't blame the house when you weight a ton! No wonder it creaks and I pray it won't fall for this house sake. Poor, poor house. "I said while stroking the wall pretending to be sad.
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My Date for Prom (ON HOLD)
Teen FictionKathy Allison Wellington is a rich teenage girl who live in LA. She was expected to be popular and a drama queen in highschool but well not every rich kid would be popular in highschool. All she want is just peace and none drama that could lead to t...