Hey guys, another new fic. Though, this is for moflo19. Her love for Halloween is what made me want to write her a little something. I hope she enjoys.
As for ADSP, a update for that is coming sometime this weekend too. I've been sick for the past month with bronchitis and just now feeling up to writing all the things. I hope you understand.
This is unbeta'd, but preread by everydaybella. Chapters will be short, but I do plan to post all halloween day and most likely finish it this weekend. It will be a short fic.
As always, I own nothing of twilight. No copyright infringement intended.
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The house creaked and moaned the same way it had all those years ago, only now they were more pronounced, eerier if that was possible.
A for sale sign stood up in the front lawn, facing towards the street. Tall grass growing around it, and taking over the fence that had seen better days. The grass was no longer green, but brown and dead. It made the house look even more abandoned.
And it had been, for close to one hundred years. No one, not a single soul entered this lonely cold house since September of 1918.
Every time the wind blew, the house would groan and the window shutters would flap, breaking up the silence that lingered throughout the dark and lonely house.
But it wouldn't be lonely for long.
I wouldn't be lonely for long. And I had been alone a long time. Too long, really.
The curtains that covered the windows were now torn and tattered, but I couldn't bring myself to take them down. They still protected the house from unwanted visitors and a world that had long passed me by, a world I no longer wanted a part of.
Until her.
You see, I had to have her, needed her.
The moment that she walked passed the house, was the moment that changed everything. I would watch her as she would stop and stare at the for sale sign, her finger tapping her lips as she stood theire and thought, wondering if she should buy. I could see it in her eyes, her body language that she wanted my old house.
I wanted her to want it.
The need to spruce up the house and inject some life into hit me harder and harder each time she would walk by, but I couldn't bring myself to leave the house. I tried to step across the front door's threshold, but I couldn't bring myself to do it.
She would just have to come to me instead.
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Thank you for reading!