The others ran over to us.
"How'd you do that?" David asked.
"Like this," she said, kissing my on the other cheek. I could feel myself blushing like a strawberry. Soon enough, we were back at her grandmother's house.
The next day, David and Thomas went to see if they could find more information on the house. That left me, Qaasim, Rosalina, and Josh at her grandmother's. I sat at the table, writing in the notebook I brought. Rosalina was looking over my shoulder, reading as I wrote.
"These songs are really great." Rosalina said, I looked up at her.
"Thank you. It's just somethings that come to me at random times in the day." I said.
"You still write?" Qaasim asked.
"Yeah." I said, looking back at my book.
"Can you sing us a song?" Josh asked.
"Sure! but only a little. Uh." I flipped through the pages.
"Know of this place i go some summer nights
It takes me up and down those skocking lights
Rocks me to bed it doesn't know that i'm awake
Lady with a bowl of rice- a man turnig off the lights
sometimes i'll be there
i won't
sometimes i'll see u there
sometimes i won't
And i don't
Cause it's my house
It's my day
It's my place so go away
But u can stay, u can stay
U can stay, u can stay
Ucan stayya, u can stay
U can stay u can stay
Mysteries of the past in one final blow
The future is the one that you know must go
It's a table of conscience in a room filled with tears
A cued-up sense of life-drained from all these year
Sometimes i'll be there,
sometimes i won't.
Sometimes i'll see u there,
sometimes i won't
And i don't
Cause it's my house
It's my day
It's my place
So go away
But u can stay, u can stay
U can staayyaa, u can stay
U can staaayyyyaaaaaaa
U can stay, u can stay
U can stay, u can staayyaaa
But u can stay." I sang, a little bit to into it. I didn't realize that I was singing with all my heart until I finished. The three applauded.
"I don't think that was a little," Rosalina said. I started blushing, realizing this was the first time I'd preformed for people in two years.
"It was awesome." Josh said. Thomas and David ran in.
"We did all of you a favor and took care of the second floor. The only thing up there is a backpack, but we know it's Alex's." Thomas said.
"But he saw us." David said.
The next day was Josh and Qaasim's turn to investigate. They had to go with more precaution, and took the first floor. Later in the afternoon, me and Rosalina had to do the basement.
We walked to the back were there were double doors. We quietly opened then.
Alex sat on the floor, only in worn out boxers. His hair was over grown and his skin was dirty. His eyes were sullen and his lips dry and cracked. His arms and legs scared and his chest bruised.
I took out a few cards. Then, I threw a rock at his head. He looked at us.
"Its Nat and Rosalina!" the sign said. He flooded with relief.
"We will come back tomorrow to get you out of here and back to New York." The next one said. He nodded. Rosalina closed the door. We started back but were terrified when we heard a sound.
A low, hollow voice shouted out muffled words. We looked behind us. I started backing towards Rosalina's grandma's house. The creepy old guy ran towards Rosalina. I charged, grabbed her, and we landed on the grass. The old guy broke through the window.
I scurried to my feet, helped Rosalina, and we ran towards her grandma's house.