第三次作业by计莹芸

My house
A typical three-floor house with a yard is where a family of four live, father, mother, me and my cat. It might be a luxurious villa for the city people but quite common for the country dwellers.

The wall is painted with tiny grey stones and the roof is dark red, nothing different from other households. Only the big word “ immanuel ”carved on the stone above the gateway can distinguish us from them. Inside such a house is where our happiness and happiness take place.

Every member has his own strict territory. The study and family lab is father’s kingdom which other members might not have the interest to step in. with papers scattering on the floor, desk and carpet, father seems always to be on the edge of getting mad. “ who told you I need cleaning and where on earth is my papers again?” is the words on the tip of his tongue. I am sure no matter how much mother loves cleaning, the study is the place she won’t touch.

The kitchen is of course mother’s amusement park, which is not worth of mentioning. My territory is within my own bedroom where I kept my record of not stepping out for 3 days.

All the above is not attractive enough, but if I tell you we have a basement, you might want to visit my house. The basement was designed for storage, however, when the basement was finished, underground water kept springing up and drowned it in a few days. After several tries with the pumper, father locked the heavy wooden door with a heavy iron lock. Then the basement became a misty place.

The stair to the basement is covered by dust. You are surprised that there could be such a cold place inside a house. The temperature drops every stair down. The door is rotten and the lock is rusty now. Sometimes you hear the dripping of water and sometimes you hear a sudden stir in the water. Is that from some water creature? Or is there a monster slumbering, waiting for a chance to devour the offenders? Driven by the toxic curiosity, you try to peep into crack and the closer you get, the more you see. You almost see what is inside and your heart beat is hitting the nerves on your head. Suddenly, you feel an unfriendly eyesight. But when you turn around, you just see the family cat staring you with her emerald eyes. you finally gather the courage to lift the door. It is opening, opening……your palm is sweating and your mind is having horrors on. Will I see a hidden body deserted by a serie killer? Will I be sucked into an unknown world?
“dinner is ready now!” the dinner call drag you back to real life. You escape, but you will come back one day.

Now, are you envious of me for my lovely while mysterious house?