Hey this is my first story, tell me what cha think.
Dean, his little brother, Sam and his parents moved into a new house in a place called Lawrence. The house was two stories with a basement. On the first floor had a living room, kitchen, library, one bathroom and a dinning hall. The second floor had one master bedroom that had a bathroom in it, their were two other bedrooms and one other bathroom.
Dean walked into a room that had blue walls and a bed of to the side to leave room for other things to be placed the room. Dean lugged his luggage into his new room and started unpacking.
After lunch Sam scurried off up the stairs. Dean finished his choirs and went to his bedroom to see Sam laying on the bed.
"Sam please get out of my room." Dean said.
"NO!" Cried Sam "Mom said I could have this room."
Dean stomped down the stairs to find mom in the library.
"Mom please tell Sam to get out of my room." Dean complained "He said you let him have it."
Mom closed her book, set it on the table and walk up the stairs. Until further notice Dean walked down the stairs into the basement. Dean noticed a small little door next to some ice skates and shelves. He walked over to it and tried to open it but it was locked. Dean sighed and started walking back up the stairs.
He heard a strange sound like a doorknob turning. He looked back to see the door creaking open and a shadow coming out of the door.