It seem to be perfect. A old house, in rule area. It seem know know one has really live in this place, It wasn't mansion, but it was big, you know those house in the 1940's or 1930's. Probably live in for many, many until the late 1950's.Then it was sold to a single mom and a little daughter in the late 1970's or 1980's probably so the story. Goes the story. Then by the mid-90's. Then Mother and daughter , left the place. Was was strange in that time the mother dress in black. And daughter dressing more, and more like Wednesday Addams. The strangest thing the daughter and mother who live there seem not to age, it was like there were forever young, or they aged very slowly. But that was impossible.
it was like many stories you heard. But for some reason. People never stayed there was bare a few months more or less.It was interesting story, but they couldn't really sell the place, or keep it rented for a few months.
Now its the early 21th century. I decided to buy it. And renovated it. To make it more modern with a old fashion style.
The next few day. I bought in some stuff that I needed. After few hours. I felt tired. Then I felt a sleep a little . I had this strange dream I was this strange girl. She looked like Wednesday Addams.
She said something to me. I couldn't understand her. There was a noise outside like a storm in the distance.
Then I woke in the morning, and decided to do some research of the stories of the place. There was much only stories, theories, and second or third story telling.
Then I noticed a picture of the mother and daughter there. Strange I didn't noticed it before, probably I was to busy.
The next night I dream of that girl again. And this time. The mother was there too.
It kept go for A WEEK. Then something happen the the little girl change into the mother. She said it is time now.
I woke up, I sounded strange I like a girl. I look in the mirror. I gasped I looked like a girl . I looked like that girl I keep on dreaming.
Then I heard a woman's voice. Your up dear , good. Now get dressed for breakfast she said.
I still look at myself how could this be!
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