We decided it would be best to move out. We’re moving to a different house in Connecticut since my dad still had the job as a doctor. We’re driving up to our new house, it’s in a nice neighborhood, it is white and surrounded by privet. When I walked in to the house I felt safe, my room was nice and bright. As I fell asleep in my bed that night I started to hear the same noises, feel the same cold air and have the feeling of someone watching me. I can’t believe it’s happening again, I guess it wasn’t the house after all. Here we go again...
Literary Art Magazine Pierson Middle School Sag Harbor, New York May 13, 2019