Moving in
My name is Jocelyn and man do I have a story for you, anyways. It all started when I moved in with my aunt, that was probably the worst decision I ever made. It was a long ride, when I got there the house was old and rundown, as I stared at the house I could feel the chills going down my neck onto my back. I walked on the porch and rang the door bell and a short, straight haired, woman answered. She was wearing a long black flowing dress that touched her old high heels. She introduced her self as my aunt, I was not surprised cause my mom weres stuff like that. She gave me a tour of the place which was WAY prettier than the outside, then she showed me my bedroom which had nice decor. I unpacked and freshend up. At this time it was already almost 10:00, so I went to bed. RING the alarm went off and I got up to go brush my teeth which my toothbrush was nowhere to be found. It was a little chilly couse the window was when the night before I swore the window was closed. My Aunt went into the room and said "are you ready for school" so I said yes little did I know there was trouble heading my way.
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