Failings of character

Caroline, Ryan, Alley, Luan, Amaka, Jellal and Me were six of kinds. We were orphan's, someone was found on the stairs, someone near a trash bin, but we lived like immediate family; Caring for each other.

Getting adopt would mean our family of seven siblings would fall apart.

We were adopted by this family with a husband and wife, a cat named Sherdil and a Dog named Milky. They loved us from the heart to heaven.

Our little tiny house was crunched by the eleven of us under the same roof. Good luck walked beneath our feet, they say and so we bought a huge mansion outside the city; One placed between long stretch and vast arrays of conifers.

Sure it seemed isolated, but we had our fun. We played all day long in the forest never afraid of bears, okay we were a little. Camping, hiking, cycling, fishing and all sorts of sports we played. Cleaning the house all by yourself would take a toll out of us everyday but hey it's worth killing time and get some good exercise.

Our family lived one hell of a life, a little family supper for dinner by the food hunted by dad, playing all day in the sun wandering free, but not until paranormal joined it us too.

One was it, our dog missing or maybe the cat. Father yelling and mother singing in front of our shattering mansion. Was it what I saw? Brothers saw ghosts that seemed to disappear when looked back and sisters saw fountains of blood in the bathtub.

We were stuck inside this mansion, never really daring to leave or we die, is what he said. Mother was caged up naked, father locked himself in his room, siblings cried blood.