My life changed forever by the occupents of that little gray cottage. Till this summer, my life had gone on uneventful. Funny how a tray of sugar cookies can change everything I thought was real. At first I thought they were the ordinary neighbors, people not believing in the superstition of ghosts. They would be gone by the end of summer, if not by the end of the month. They never lasted. And they almost never had people of my age live in it. But then I noticed they weren't like our normal neighbors. The lights almost never went out. I never saw them unloading groceries from the small blue car they own. At first I just thought that I was paranoid. But as we got closer, I could see the distinct differences between us. The little gray cottage will never be the same.
Neither will I.
Our car pulled into the summer cottage. I reluctantly got out of my backseat position. The small house in front of me looked the same as always. Most people go to the beach for the summer. But, as always, my family takes me to the mountains. Rainy mountains too. There is almost never a clear day here. The little cottage across from us is, as always, empty. The dark rooms looking even darker in the gloomy rain.
I grumbled under my breath and grabbed my purse and book off of the backseat. I came around back and got my suitcases and a bag for my mother. Without looking back at the little cottage, I ducked under my hood and ran up the four concrete steps to the surprisingly big front porch. My room was the first on the second floor. I dropped the bag off in the kitchen and ran up the stairs to my bedroom.
My room is my second favorite thing about this place. It has bright green walls and an orange bedspread. My stereo is almost as big as the one back home. I unpacked my things and looked around the room. The old hole where my fist hit the wall when I was angry brought tears of laughter to my eyes. I turned around and walked back down the steps to see if my parents needed any help.
After unpacking and washing dusty dishes, I settled down on the couch to see if there was anything good on television. After being annoyed that the only thing that was on was Sesame Street and old reruns of Judge Judy, I settled in to watch the Vampires Assistant.
A few hours later, I woke up to voices across the dirt path. Looks like the new neighbors are here. Let's see how long they can last with the ghosts. I'll give them till the end of July.
I sat up and walked up the stairs to the little bathroom I had all to myself. I brushed my teeth and put my hair into a sloppy bun on the top of my head. I went back into my bedroom and changed into pjs. Pulling back the covers, I looked out my window to check on the neighbors. They were unpacking. There were five people from what I could see. Three people that were normal sized. One was small and tiny. The last looked huge, even in the bare light from their living room.
They all moved fast an with ease.
I tore my eyes away and tucked myself in under the warm blankets.
My last thoughts were on the new neighbors.
I wonder what tomorrow will bring.