Point of view of “…..” on Maddie's first night living in the old house.
She was still out there now, I believed it’s hours already. Or am I mistaken? I forget how the time work.
She didn't go out of fear, did she? Judging from her aura, it's impossible. She was no longer afraid, instead, she looked excited. I heard her talking about shopping, maybe she'll be back soon.
This was all my fault. I actually was so excited and wanted to welcome her warmly. Not many people want this old house and the rumors surrounding it, I guess. But she still chose my house.
I’m so thankful that I finally not alone anymore. But sometimes I forget, that I am no longer a living being.
I forgot, if the slightest change that I make will look strange in the eyes of humans who see it.
I went downstairs and s
