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the move

May 23, 2013
By Anonymous

moving schools was a big change for me. i didn't know what to do about having to deal with a situation that i had know choice in. i had absolutely no control over the situation and that makes me really frustrated. i was moving to a new place with new people and new teachers and a completely different environment, i didn't know what to expect at all and it made me very scared. after i had started to pack for the move i realized how this change was possibly going to impact my life in a positive way.

a week went by and we were completely done packing and we were ready for the big move. i didn't know what to do, it wasn't making any sense to me that i was going to have to adjust to this. finally i just accepted the fact and realized that this was going to be a great thing for my family and me. i went with my family to the new house and saw how pretty it was and i was so excited about it. after seeing the house i had finally had inspiration to do well and to be ready for this new life ahead of me.

i started at the new school and started to make new friends very quickly, i found out a lot about the school and its history and everything about the area. i didn't realize when i had moved that i was moving into a haunted historical house, i thought it was going to be just like any other place. when i went looking for my new room and where i would be putting all of my things, i found this door in my closet and i had no idea what it lead to, i opened the door and noticed that there was a staircase leading down to the basement. there were all of these weird noises going around me and i didn't quite know what they were, so i kept looking around trying to figure out what it was. i looked around from the corner of my eye and noticed that there were these three figures behind me, at first i screamed and thought they were people but they were really just old dress forms from the people that lived there over 100 years ago. i kept going through the basement and found another room that lead to the garage and when i went in the garage there was a group of people all standing together and talking at one moment and then after i turned my back to them and then turned back around they were gone. i didn't know what was going on in this place so i ran back up the stairs and hid away. i told my parents what happened and they didn't believe me at all. i never went out there again. i will never return there again.



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