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    He kept his hands over my eyes as we walked up the driveway, "Can I look yet?" I asked him.
    "Not yet." He said. I groaned.
    "Please!!" I asked him. He uncovered my eyes."Wow!!!! It's amazing!!" We were standing in front of a large three story brick house. It had a beautiful garden and everything looked perfect! Logan smiled.
    "I thought you'd like it! It was surprizingly cheap too!" I looked around at the other houses. I saw a little girl look at us horrified and shut the curtains. Odd...
    "Come on! Let's go check it out!" I told him, pulling him along.

    "How do you like it? It's an antique house. I bought from a woman named Molly." I exclaimed, cheerfully. I entered the house, joyful to start a new life with Margaret. The house was very pretty, may I say. Very collosal. I became more sure that Margaret and I are going to have a huge family, and a happy life. On the table in the middle were two mints. I ate one. It tasted rich, and creamy. I wasn't familiar of what kind of chocolate it was.
    I went upstairs to look around. It was a hall with a balcony and 5 rooms. 3 bedrooms, an office, and a bathroom. Not counting the bathroom and closet in my room that I share with Margaret. "Man, I'm happy!" I yelled. I smile formed on my face, it streched from ear to ear. I wondered why the furniture is still here. Most people take out the furniture and take it to a different house so the next person who moves in can put their own furniture in. Well, less work for us! I'll probably put the furniture in the basement, if there is no furniture their. I guess we will have to sell our furniture.
    "Hey, Maragret! Do you like the new house?" I yelled to Maragret, who was downstairs.

    I looked back up to him smiling, "I love it!!" I might get lost in this house! I looked at the beautiful furniture. There wasn't a speck of dust on it. Strange. There were many deer heads on the fireplace. Not my favorite edition to the house. The antler chandelier was beautiful though. I looked at the kitchen. It was beautiful! "I love the kitchen!" I yelled to him.

    "Let me see!" I said, hopping down the stairs. "Ah! Oh, it's fake." The bull head scared me a bit. I laughed at myself. "The kitchen is really nice." I am honestly enjoying the new house. It was better than my old home, which was an apartment in New York. I'm happy I loved it, because we drove all the way to Maine to get here. I grew up in Delaware, right near New York. Usually my mom would drive me to New York to shop or go to fancy restaurants. I always loved i there, so when Maragret and I got married we moved there. We lives there for 4 years and then decided we need to find a bigger house. So I found here. Now I'm living the life!

    I smiled, "This is amazing! I looked at all the cabinets. I opened on of them and saw many spices. I turned on the lights and a light bulb blew out beside me, "AH!!!" I screamed at the sound it made. "I can get some more bulbs." I told Logan.

    "What was that? I asked, in suspense. There was glass all over the floor, I put my shoes on so I don't get bloody. "What happened, Maragret?" I asked.

    "I'm okay! A bulb blew out..I can fix it!" I told him. I shuffled across the floor on my cut feet. I looked for a broom and opened a small door where I found it. I swept up the glass and threw it away. I went to put up the broom when I saw something scratched on the inside of the supply closet. They were the words "Danger". I stared at it for a second and looked around, "Logan!!!!!! I need you to see something!!!"

    "What happened?" I asked. Why do I even bother. My wife is such an overeactive woman, it's hard for me. "What's wrong?" I questioned. I walked around, looking for her. "Are you overeacting again?" I asked.

    I crossed my arms, "No. I mean...can you fix this?" I showed him the supply closet. Nothing was there. "But it was just there! I promise! There was a word scratched on the wall!"

    ||Don't rush into it x3 good job though.||


    "Sure." I said, laughing at my phsychotic wife. "There was nothing there. I assure you. You are just seeing things, honey. Do you want to see a phsychollogist? There is one down the street, and I think he's willing to help you get used to your new home. Well, get used to our new home." I smiled. "This house is glorious. Nothing can go wrong in it."

    "Let's change the subject. What's your favorite part of the house?" I asked, admiring the Dining Room. There was a chandelier, that looked like the one that was used in the Phantom of the Opera. I loved that movie.

    "I told you I would buy a house for you! What did you see that magically went away." I said, shaking my hands to look like a fairy.

    "Sure!" I yelled. I strolled to the car, opened the R.V. and the first thing I got out of the R.V. was the food bag. Of course, I was the one who gets to bring in the food bag. Who else would it be? I brought it in the house, and put it on the kitchen table. "Hey, Margey! Should we keep the furniture in the house and sell ours, or sell the furniture in the house and use our furniture? If that made any sense."

    "6 couches, 2 for the dining room, 2 for the den, and 2 for the basement." I smiled, and went on. "1 small table, for the office, 3 medium tables, 2 for the living room, one for the basement. 1 big table for the kitchen." I should have brought more. I got an uneasy feeling about this. A small T.V. for our room, 2 big ones for the living room and the basement. And one medium one for the office. And lots of chairs." I said, finishing my long list.

    ||Why? And to when xD||


    "What do you want to pull out first?" I asked, waving at the trunk full of junk. Well, to her, furniture. I couldn't wait to fill up our house with our stuff. It will be just like our old home!