i never thought id get it, but i got it, i got the house, a beautiful dandilion gold, and diamond white, windows so large youd think they were sliding glass doors, and the beautiful red rose front door, followed by the deep red roses surrounding the house, not a single none red rose in sight. as i lean over and smell a rose, i inhale to rich, but bitter stronge smell of iron and... blood?
as i place down the last of the boxes, and set down onto the amazingly, brilliant shade of blue, an ocean blue. closeing my eyes and lifting my head towards the white ceiling, listening to the ever quiet breeze, and the rain falling, gently crashing to the windows, and the trees leaves blowing ruffly in the wind. as im drifting to the silent sounds of outside, i hear a loud creeking noise from up stairs, almot as if someone was... walking around?
"but that cnt be. its only me here, this place has been abandoned for years.", i whisper to my self in the dark, suddenly cold room.
i pick my phone up, and decide to try to call my friend pamalia.
(phone rings, then makes a clicking noise, as a females voice comes through the speakers)
"hello, hanter, everything okay?" i hear palamia say on the other end of the phone.
(i nod, but realize she cant see me) "yeah, ots just alittle creepy, and lonely, its real quiet here and has an unsettling coldness." i say with a sigh.
"well, if you want i couls come and get you, stay over at my place for awhile, if itll make you feel better." pamalia says with a worried tone in her voice.
"no, its good. besides ive gotta get used to the new place, or ill never get confortable." i responde back, but theres fear that can be heard in my voice, and pamalia knows it, she knows me too well.
"okay then, but if anyth ing happens im over there in the blink of an eye hanter, your like my older i dont need you getting into something you cant get oit of, you understand me!"
it was more of a statement than a question.
"yes." i mumble into the speaker.
"okay, have a safe, and peaceful night, youll need it, bye."
theres a clicking sound of the phone hanging up, and with that its silent in the house again, and im in this dark room, with no lights to illuminate this dark world im in, nothing but the frequent flicker of lightning outside, the gentle rumble of thunder, and the constant, heart beat like rain falling. as i slowly drift back off to sleep, still sitting up on the couch, i hear the loud creeking, and the lpitter patter, of feet rush acrossthe second floor. i shake it off as if its nothing, probably just possums, or squerrils. i then close my eyes, covering myself with my white, and black hoodi imprinted with beautiful gold,and neon blue feathers, anx the overly lengthed long sleeves, rimbed with a beautfully golden fabric, and i start to play with the outer rims of the sleeves, i soon find myself in a deep sleep, awaiting when i awake tomorrow.