The old Nissan Sentra squeezed its way through the thin, meandering path through the thick dark forest. Even in daytime, the forest its self was unusually dark. This made Pricilla curious. There usually aren't that many forests around that were like this one. The trees were tall and very thin and its bark was a very dark brown color, but sometimes it was white. The grass was the only feature to these woods that didn't make it seem completely creepy; for there were daisies and dandelions and many other wildflowers.
"Mommy, look at the trees! They are so tall and there are so many of them!" Layla exclaimed, pressing her face close to the window and gazing out in amazement at the large forest. Her twin sister did the same on the other window.
"Mommy, do you think after we are done packing, we can go walking around?" Marcia asked, trying to roll down the window. Her Father, Steve, had locked the windows prior to the trip because knew that they were going to stick their heads out the window.
"Yes, sweethearts; we can after your Father and I put the boxes into the house and get everything done, like talking to the real-estate agent. Oh look, there's our house, kids!" Pricilla exclaimed, pointing out the windshield at the huge mansion-like house they were approaching.
The children watched in fascination as they quickly approached the house. The movers had already parked the moving van on the drive way and were waiting for them to arrive to the house.
Pricilla looked at her husband and smiled at him; taking his hand. They had gotten this house for rent pretty cheap. It was surprising to Pricilla that no one would bother to even rent it out. It was huge and had a lot of space, and it was secluded so she didn't really have to worry about her children meeting strangers.
When Steve had finally stopped the car and turned off the engine, Layla and Marcia didn't waste a heartbeat getting out of the car and running into the large front yard. Steve sighed and got out of the car, and stared at the large house in front of him. It had a large front yard with a tall gate around it and red rose hedges. The house was two stories tall, and had a lot of windows; it was made of red bricks. The garage on the right side of the house was separate from the individual house itself, large enough to possibly fit four cars inside. The roofs were black and the main building had a chimney. Steve wondered what the back was going to be like.
Pricilla looked at her husband, who seemed to be deep in thought, and then stared at her daughters who seemed to like the red roses in the front of the yard. Smiling, she walked through the front gate and joined her daughters in looking at the roses. The color of the roses were so pure and red, it reminded Pricilla of blood that would leak out if you pricked your finger on the thorns.
"Mommy, I like the roses. They are very pretty! Don't you agree, Marcia?" Layla grinned and continued to smell the roses. Marcia nodded quickly and then began to walk away, as if something else had caught her attention.
"Honey, can you help me take the boxes out of the car?" Steve called out, opening the trunk of their car. Standing up, Pricilla walked out of the gates and began taking the boxes that Steve took out and put them by the front door. She turned the knob to learn that it was locked.
"Steve, the front door is locked, do you have the keys?" She called loudly. She squinted to see if her husband had heard her. He nodded and began to carry the rest of the boxes to the door.
"I have them in my pocket. Let me put these boxes down first. You know, I honestly think the girls love the house already." He said as he carefully put the boxes down onto the front steps. Digging around in his pants pocket, he pulled out a silver key. He put it into the lock and turned it. "There we go. Girls, come help Mommy and Daddy put the boxes in the house. You two can pick out your bedrooms."
They obeyed and picked up a small box each and brought it into the house. After placing the boxes down, they gazed at the interior of the house with amazement. To their left, there was an archway to the kitchen, it was very spacious and had granite counters. There was a small door next to the kitchen, which led down into the basement. Looking straight ahead, there was the large stair case and upstairs they could see three doors. Turning to the right, there was an arch to the living room.
Layla went upstairs to explore but Marcia stayed downstairs to see the living room. Although there wasn't anything in it yet, she still gazed in amazement. There was a door in the living room on the left side, she opened the door and it was just a random room; she assumed this would become her Mommy's office. She walked back out and headed upstairs to find that Layla had already claimed a room. There were five doors in total, one on each end and three in the middle. Layla took the first door on the left in the middle, so Marcia took the one on the right side of the middle. The middle door in between was a bathroom.
Layla looked out her bedroom window; it was facing the backyard. She scanned the large backyard; it had a fenced area and a few trees from the forest. There was a garden and a small pond with little fish inside, and the gates were lined with white roses. She was looking out at the trees, and there she saw a man looking up at her window. His face was white and he was wearing a suit, just like Daddy wears when he goes to work, she thought.
She ran into Marcia's room and began shouting, "There's a man there! Look Marcia!" She pointed at the trees, and he looked up at Marcia's window. Marcia stared at the man with fright, for he had no face.