Somewhere and someplace in the hills , with a binoculars in hand and in use , a slim and lean figure standing above some rock and grass helping themselves to a view far above them , looking at the mansion again , like they always do , all day or night now , tying to find ways to torment and get their revenge, all day and all night , crazily , they dedicate their life and time to monitor the family , and see what they make of them , knowing they have absolutely no idea , what is going on with them being around and not knowing when everything will turn back on them and there won’t be any happiness left for the family , after is through with them.
“look at them , look at how they feel like they don’t have any other care for the world and things around them how they look happy , i will never
