"No, please I just wanted to stay in one normal house for the rest of my childhood"
My name is Brooklyn and I am 13 years old. My parents are devorced and I am tired of moving places. Every time I move my mom always says, "I am telling you, we are staying here forever" usually we trust her ( I have four other siblings, my oldest brother Marcus, my only other sister Addison, another brother named John, and my youngest brother Carter) but we always get stuck in nice places with nice people and end up moving again! We are on our way to our new house in Denver, Colorado and my mom promised us all, again, that this is our last move ever! Like I said, I want to believe her but... "Hey kids look, were here" my mom yelled. But when I looked out me and my brothers and sister gave each over that one disgust look. It was a very run down grey looking house that seemed haunted to everyone. I started unpacking all my stuff when I heard a creak and a scream that sounded like only dogs could hear. I looked out the window and... POP!
My brother popped up in the window with a clown doll. But I still don't really know where that screaming came from. But I didn't really think about it till later that night when I heard it again in my dream. But when I woke up, it wasn't a dream. It was coming right from my closet where my brother put the clown doll. So I got up to look into the closet and there turned out to be no doll in there. I figured my brother took it out so it wouldn't give me nightmares, sometimes he really can be sweet. I had a few more bad dreams about how bad this house could really be, but in end I slept great! The next morning before I went downstairs I went into my closet to change into leggings and a bright pink shirt that I got my forever 21 and I was going to twin with my best friend named Maria. She has been with me ever since I moved for the first time when my parents got devorced we Skype and we oovo and do everything we can to make our friendship last forever. We are meeting in a theatre a few hours away from me to go see Wicked which has been our dream to do 4 years ago. But when my parents got devorced we never hung out anymore. But now I finally get to get out of this house and clear my mind to go see a production! So I was leaving when I checked my purse for my money and found that same clown doll in my bag. Like I said earlier my brother is sometimes nice and sweet not this time.
