House On Willow CreekThe house on the end of the corner stood vacant for months, years, decades. But one fall evening a moving truck pulled up in front of it. It was strange almost every family had lived in that neighborhood for decades and never saw any one go in to the house, none the less moving in to it.House On Willow Creek by punkgothrocker
But someone did dare to move in to the old house. One of the strangest things was there was never a for sale sing in front of the house. Of course every now and then some new house retailer tried to sell the house not knowing the history of the house. Of course the eventually took down the sign and moved on.
The house right across the street for the old house was a beautiful three story house. With its manicured lawn and flowers. Inside lived your average American family, the hard working husband, the mother who wore the right every thing, always had manicured nails and look about ten to fifteen years younger than her real age. They had three children the oldest was a daughter named B
Roses He never did care much for being out in the cold weather. It wasnt beastly cold but it was at least autumn. The time when leaves show there true colors and fly from the trees down to the ground and then begin there dance with the wind.Roses by punkgothrocker
He zipped up his coat to shield his body from the harsh wind that was ripping through the county that day. But Tim knew this had to be done since it was that day. A day he will never forget.
He left his house and began his journey down memory lane. For most people that would be happy but for him it would never be happy unless Alison was there. As he was walking he saw the tree where he would stand by every morning and wait for the school bus to come by.
One day it wasnt the same it was different in some way. That was the day when it was very sunny out but the bus was going to be very late. He waited for a few moments along with a few other kids. When they did not se
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