We bought a house. An old Colonial, it wasn't my choice, but the kitchen and bathrooms were renovated. Who can say no to granite counters and stainless steel appliances. The home even had a plaque, built in 1880.
We laughed as we unpacked our years. We laughed as we unpacked our art. Our children squealed, running with feet smacking those strong, shiny wood floors.
Peter went to work, 3 days in, and I want to make this house mine. I hear a scream. Like any mother, I waited for the crying...a bang and another. My daughter came slipping down the stairs, her step-sister at her heels.
"What?!'
'someone pushed me!'
...
We live in a home where the atmosphere assaults our children. If one thinks ghosts do not exist, stay a spell at my house.
After some repairs that house will look fantastic, how many sq ft?
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I meant to put it in fiction, I hear you, though! The house of my dreams
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Damn lol, that would've been a crazy place to get lol
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Lol, I love this house, I meant to say 'fiction', I corrected it. What amazing inspiration, though
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