31 August 2012
As I stood in font of the house I sighed not knowing why I had to be here. There was a low rumble and a flash of lightning, it felt like someone had just dropped a bucket o water on my head! I looked up at the old mansion glooming over me,
"come on Trixi it's not that bad" I told myself as I heaved my bags up the front door stairs. I knocked on the door waiting for Charles the butler to open it and greet me happily inside,
"what? Who is it?" glared a large nosed old man
"umm, Trixi Black, my grandfather left this house for me and umm well I've come to collect it" I said hesitating he had left it to me but the thought of Grandad would normally make me cry.
"right, well come in then." he said relaxing a little but still tense. He took my bags and lifted them upstairs for me. The hallway was dusty and kinda freaky, the stairs practically screamed as I made my way up to my new room well creaked you know....! I looked up at the rooms they all had name plates on the, at the en of the corridor there was a huge black door saying 'keep out or enter at your own risk' I frowned as curiosity grabbed me and started pulling me towards the door. I slowly pushed open the door open, there was a broken four poster bed with dusty red covers, all the posts had bits missing and one was half snapped. I sat on the bed and felt the springs under me creak
"Charles how old is this place?" I called, Charles walked in reluctantly
"nearly three decades" he said eyeing the room
"whoa!" I exclaimed, Charles had grey wispy hair and bushy eye brows, his nose was unusually large and his ears were huge! It was like they grew an inch every day?!
"it was your grandfathers, your room is along the room" said Charles quickly and hobbled away looking scared of the room. I stood up and walked over to a dust covered chest of drawers. There was a large picture of twelve people all smiling up at me. In the middle of the picture was Grandad, he had wavy shoulder length brown hair, blue-grey eyes and a warm smile. He looked happier than ever before. They all had posh suits on except for Grandad, he wore purple corduroy dress robes which reminded me a lot of a dressing ground. Under the picture was all the names of the people, I sighed as my eyes glanced over Grandad's name, Alpha Black, I felt my eyes start to water but I wiped my hand over my emerald eyes. I put the picture down and caught sight of a ring, it looked like a black stone with a crest on it, I examined the crest closely, it had a black back ground, two white gleaming stars at the top and a Rubin shape swirled around the bottom. Black was written twice in white fancy writing, it was the family crest so I placed it on my finger and walked out the room shutting the door behind me.
The House Pt1 • Opuss № I