Chapter four
The old room
The BSC went out with the kids and husbands and Ellie decided she would stay home instead of going with them. After saying good bye and shutting the door after them, Ellie stood in the hallway staring at the ceiling. It was one of the most beautiful ceilings she had ever seen, a dark blue with tiny gold stars scattered over it. Baby angels sat in each corner and roses grew around the edges. Small animals were wound in to them and Ellie could see little eyes peeping out behind the flowers. Claudia was a wonderful artist. There were so many details in the painting it all looked real.
Ellie sighed, and walked across the cold marble to the posh sitting room. Ellie had only explored some of the house and she decided that this would be the perfect time to do it. She walked into the posh room. The sofas had small chinese characters on it and the carpet was the same. The curtains were a deep red to match the couches and there were lots of dark wooden furniture including a smaal coffee table and lots of display cupboards. Ellie loved this room. It was so chinesey and… cool. Claudia had designed it herself again.
Claudia was a painter but she also had the talent to become an interior designer. All the rooms had a special air to them. Ellie walked through a doorway and came to a dining room where she ate her first meal here. Its main theme was black. There were two doors leading off of it and she picked one and pushed it open. The door creaked as it opened, which was unusual as Claudia and Lee made sure to keep everything well oiled and spotless. Ellie took a few cautious steps into the next room. It was not a room but an old hallway with a very old looking staircase to one side. Ellie sneezed. The floor was covered with a thick layer of dust and every surface was also covered in it. A small table stood over against a wall with a blue china vase on it. It had dead flowers in it. It looked like they had been dead for a long time. This place had a creepy feel about it as if someone had died there. Only one other place she had been to reminded her of this. The hermit's hut. When Ellie was a child she had found an old hut where a hermit used to live. The whole hut had smelled of decay and rotting wood and it seemed haunted. Like the Hermit had died there and his spirit was still in the hut.
Ellie took some slow cautious steps across the old creaky floorboards and arrived at the staircase. With one hand on the banister, she slowly climbed the stairs.
The old room
The BSC went out with the kids and husbands and Ellie decided she would stay home instead of going with them. After saying good bye and shutting the door after them, Ellie stood in the hallway staring at the ceiling. It was one of the most beautiful ceilings she had ever seen, a dark blue with tiny gold stars scattered over it. Baby angels sat in each corner and roses grew around the edges. Small animals were wound in to them and Ellie could see little eyes peeping out behind the flowers. Claudia was a wonderful artist. There were so many details in the painting it all looked real.
Ellie sighed, and walked across the cold marble to the posh sitting room. Ellie had only explored some of the house and she decided that this would be the perfect time to do it. She walked into the posh room. The sofas had small chinese characters on it and the carpet was the same. The curtains were a deep red to match the couches and there were lots of dark wooden furniture including a smaal coffee table and lots of display cupboards. Ellie loved this room. It was so chinesey and… cool. Claudia had designed it herself again.
Claudia was a painter but she also had the talent to become an interior designer. All the rooms had a special air to them. Ellie walked through a doorway and came to a dining room where she ate her first meal here. Its main theme was black. There were two doors leading off of it and she picked one and pushed it open. The door creaked as it opened, which was unusual as Claudia and Lee made sure to keep everything well oiled and spotless. Ellie took a few cautious steps into the next room. It was not a room but an old hallway with a very old looking staircase to one side. Ellie sneezed. The floor was covered with a thick layer of dust and every surface was also covered in it. A small table stood over against a wall with a blue china vase on it. It had dead flowers in it. It looked like they had been dead for a long time. This place had a creepy feel about it as if someone had died there. Only one other place she had been to reminded her of this. The hermit's hut. When Ellie was a child she had found an old hut where a hermit used to live. The whole hut had smelled of decay and rotting wood and it seemed haunted. Like the Hermit had died there and his spirit was still in the hut.
Ellie took some slow cautious steps across the old creaky floorboards and arrived at the staircase. With one hand on the banister, she slowly climbed the stairs.