Eternal Beauty

Dust to dust.
Ashes to ashes.
May I be the only thing that continues to thrive in this once loved and proud Victorian home. Who has most definitely seen better days. Who had once had the privilege to hear the laughs of many but has seen the pain of those that resided here and still continues too.

Yet, life in this home wasn't all that bad. For most of my stay, cooped up in these walls I've grown a love-hate relationship to the home that cages me like an exotic bird. Every so often we've had the pleasure of receiving new tenants that paint the dark, gloomy home in vibrant emotions of love and happiness.

But, no longer. No longer do families erase the loneliness and silence that are etched in the floorboards and my weary bones. Till they arrived and for once I wished for freedom, wished that I could remember the warm summer rays to the cold winter nights, wished that I could be apart at creating memories that would stay and furthermore I wished that I could feel emotions so strong that would free me of this loneliness that suffocates this home.

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My inspiration for writing this book would be the AHS's first season murder house, countless of ghost like stories and CL.Stones Academy books/ Fanficts.

I DO NOT OWN ANY CHARACTERS FROM THE ACADEMY BOOKS those are respectfully CL.Stones who I am borrowing, I do not profit from this book what so ever.