The old house on the water was a constant reminder of the days spent making up stories and adventures that had to have happened in that house. No one had gone in or out of it in years, and yet it stood there, as well kept as ever. No one knew whether it was enchanted or inhabited but never left.

As the years went by, people would always stop and stare at the old forbidden house, but never go any nearer to it than to the gate.

The years seemed to go by fast, and before anyone knew it, 2039 had become the date on all the childrens papers. Before anyone knew it, the house had vanished….

Now, when you look to the place where the house used to stand, you can usually imagine a ghost replica of the old but magnificent house. No one will build on the spot either, even though the small peninsula it used to inhabit would indeed be choice land for any rich land owner.

My children have grown and died, as have their children. The house has appeared once again, to enchant another many generations and more.