The House that Changed my Life By Uma Nolan Grade 8 My name is Christine Smith I am 14 years old and today is the day my life changed forever. It was October 4th on a Wednesday at 3pm, my 9 year old brother Evan and I were sitting in the back seat of our family’s car when we heard the news, we are moving. My dad, Michael, got a job offer in Connecticut and our family could use the money. We have lived in the same house for as long as I can remember but everything is about to change. “Mom this house is creepy.” We’re halfway up the driveway to our new home, and I can already tell. “You can’t tell if a house is creepy by the outside” mom says hopefully, but with the long narrow driveway and the dark sky filled with clouds I could tell that something was going to go wrong. Our new house was at the end of a dead-end road and there was not one kid Steven Ponzini playing in their yard in the entire neighborhood. When I walked into the house the door slammed behind me and I jumped “It’s just the wind honey!” My dad yelled from the other room trying not to laugh. I walked up the old, creaky stairs and entered my room. It was bigger than my room in my old house, it had two large windows and plain white walls. I was relieved, after seeing the outside of the house I imagined it being worse. “We’re leaving to take Evan to his friends house, be back soon” My parents yelled from the bottom of the stairs. I was home alone now, the house was much scarier when I was alone. I heard noises coming from downstairs, I tried convincing myself it was just the wind but no windows were open. “Mom, Dad?” I yelled down the stairs, no one answered. Ten minutes had passed, I went downstairs to get food, when I was walking down the stairs I felt like someone was watching me, I looked around and there was no one there. Suddenly the front door opened and my parents were home, the house felt safer when my parents were home. I told my dad what had happened when he was gone and he thinks its just my imagination but I still think otherwise. It keeps happening, I keep hearing noises, feeling cold air and the feeling of someone watching me, but nobody believes me, it only happens when i'm alone. My brother is at a sleepover and my dad is at work so me and my mom are the only ones in the house. I was sitting on the couch with my mom and I started hearing noises but this time, my mom heard them too. When my dad and Evan got home we told them what had happened and finally, they believed it.
Literary Art Magazine Pierson Middle School Sag Harbor, New York May 13, 2019