My house was floating with me inside it!
Reality Smashed me down to the old wooden floor, and then flew straight out the door, Leaving me with nothing but my imagination.
My house is no ordinary house. You know how every neighbourhood has that one creepy house, well my house was that house. My house is the most peculiar house I have ever seen.
It FLOATS! It hasn't always been this way though.
When I was the age of nine I ran away from home and never came back. I haven't seen my parent since that day.
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