Chapter One:The Beginning (continued)
We lived in a 200-year-old castle. It used to belong to my grandmother, who, people say, went crazy. Some say she was a lunatic. She claimed she could see, hear, and talk to ‘ghost’. She eventually died in this old house and my mom was her only child so she was the next one down to get the house. I really didn’t mind the old gray stoned house. Not only did I get one of the biggest rooms in the house, but also I got my own bathroom. I lived in the beautiful old home with my mom, dad, and baby sister, Annie, who’s one-year-old. Annie interrupted my thoughts.
“Icky! Icky!’ She squealed.
“Hmm?â€? I answered back. Just then, she flung a half eaten cracker that was soggy from her spit, on my face. I was used to this kind of thing, so I pulled it off and flung it back. A trace of lightning crossed the sky and the power went out. I ran to the window and saw the most unusual thing. A girl with the palest skin a white dress and dark hair that covered her face.