WRITE
written by Katniss Potter
The Writer's Den (Intergroup) got together and compiled a community book! All credit to the brilliant members involved. :)
Last Updated
05/31/21
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10
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Green Cottage
Chapter 3
Green paint was chipping away from what once was a beautiful, lovely home. Underneath the green there seemed to be a yellow coat which had hastily been painted over. If you looked at it at certain times of day it was almost as if there were ghosts of children playing and ghostly laughs. Largely overgrown with trees and bushes expanding more as time went on. Ivy completely covered one side of the house where you could smell the smells of breakfast being made during the morning. Once in a while when you walked by you could hear a faint, kind voice yelling for her kids to come back inside. A rusty mailbox no longer sat on its wooden pedestal and instead lay in the cool grass.
The water pipe when looked into was so overgrown by moss and mold that if there ever were a flash flood the entire thing would most likely crack and break from the pressure. Faded purple curtains sat inside the windows, always drawn. On one window, the left side of the house, if you looked in at a certain angle you could see the cracked and musty furniture of the inside. Some windows had cracks, running up and down. There was an area where it seemed as if that was where someone had practiced baseball the most as there was a crack and circle in a window that was about as big as a baseball.
Walking past you'd just think that it was a regular old abandoned house and ignore it. But the more you passed it the more you'd notice it change. Over the span of a couple days the smells around the area change. Different children can be seen and if you listen closely enough you can even hear stories being told on Tuesdays and Saturdays. Wind blowing through the area always had a cold, faded feeling. It never mattered if it was winter or spring. On Christmas you could peek in through the special window and see the ghosts of a family, handing out gifts.
Shingles hung from the roof, some had even fallen down over the years. Despite this, the place was very well held together by an invisible force. During Halloween, still peeking through the window, there were children laughing and eating candy with all sorts of different costumes. Mainly costumes from movies that were new during 1974. If you wanted in depth stories and a home then this was the one place to always come to and just listen. On the Fourth of July all the way to September tenth it all fades away and it ages as a normal house. People pass by it until then. Midnight, September eleventh. That's when we all welcome them back.
-By Theo Braith-Lupin (Teas)
The water pipe when looked into was so overgrown by moss and mold that if there ever were a flash flood the entire thing would most likely crack and break from the pressure. Faded purple curtains sat inside the windows, always drawn. On one window, the left side of the house, if you looked in at a certain angle you could see the cracked and musty furniture of the inside. Some windows had cracks, running up and down. There was an area where it seemed as if that was where someone had practiced baseball the most as there was a crack and circle in a window that was about as big as a baseball.
Walking past you'd just think that it was a regular old abandoned house and ignore it. But the more you passed it the more you'd notice it change. Over the span of a couple days the smells around the area change. Different children can be seen and if you listen closely enough you can even hear stories being told on Tuesdays and Saturdays. Wind blowing through the area always had a cold, faded feeling. It never mattered if it was winter or spring. On Christmas you could peek in through the special window and see the ghosts of a family, handing out gifts.
Shingles hung from the roof, some had even fallen down over the years. Despite this, the place was very well held together by an invisible force. During Halloween, still peeking through the window, there were children laughing and eating candy with all sorts of different costumes. Mainly costumes from movies that were new during 1974. If you wanted in depth stories and a home then this was the one place to always come to and just listen. On the Fourth of July all the way to September tenth it all fades away and it ages as a normal house. People pass by it until then. Midnight, September eleventh. That's when we all welcome them back.
-By Theo Braith-Lupin (Teas)
