The Black HOUSE

Hi everyone I’m Cheska, would you mind if I tell you a story? J Actually it’s my story. :P I have a friend name Amy. She’s beautiful, kindhearted, very smart and religious, and she really loves books, like really. Maybe you’re wondering why I’m giving you a data about my friend Amy, it’s simply because were the only character of the story. LOL. I really love to laugh so don’t mind me. Haha. And the story goes like this.

                It was a brilliantly sunny day; I’m walking alone, just want to unwind. Twenty minutes passed, I haven’t notice that I already stood in front of a very interesting house. Why interesting? It’s because the house is being coated by all black paint, as in all black. Gosh, so scary. Yeah I love black but I can’t dare to live in an all black house. And I feel that someone is pushing me to enter into the black house since the house had virtually no front yard to speak of, I step and step and step until I reached the front of the door. For a moment, I felt a tingle of fear and listened for a sound around me, but there was nothing to hear. The silence is killing me. I think this house was definitely a sad house, a haunted house. And then I realized that I’m staying for no reason, because I don’t have any plan to open the door but honestly I want to get in. hahah. So, I decided to go home.

                The next day I decided to go in the book store, of course to buy books. It’s because I’m so bored in the house. When choosing a book, I usually look first to the cover and then if I like the cover I read the back. And that’s what I did. Hihihi.

                In my peripheral vision I’ve notice that someone is looking at me, actually she’s looking to the book that I’m holding. Hahaha.  And I look at here too, she picked the same book and the conversation starts.

AMY: I know most of the book explain a bit about the story on the back, but I think that it’s important to know the cast first. This book is so colorful, I dint know, why is that people judging the book by its cover?  Anyways I’m AMY. J

Cheska:  I’m Cheska, I just read books when I’m bored. J

I feel so comfortable with her, like we talked for 3hours maybe. We shared experience, love life, likes and dislikes. She’s so kind, like she really ask for my number. Actually were regular text mate after what happened in the bookstore. We get to know each other more, like really. Hahaha. She’s so sweet, I also find her pretty inside and out. Nope, I don’t like her as my girlfriend, were both straight. Hahah. Just to assure you.

                We hang out; shop together until she invited me to go with her, to eat dinner with her. She once told me that she’s living alone in her house. I think it’s ok to sleep with her. Again, were both straight. Hahaha. :P Lets continue… And so I go with her, as we travel I fall asleep because of tiredness. And she wake me up because were already in our final destination. Lol.

Cheska: so were here.

Amy: yeps that’s my house.

 As I turn my head I was really shocked of what I saw. Gosh, the black house.

Amy: (laugh and laugh and laugh)

Cheska: Whats funny girl?

Amy: hahaha. If you just see your face after seeing my house. Haha, I’m expecting that.

CHeska: so this is youre house?

AMY: yes, this is my beautiful and wonderful house. Let’s get in.

Cheska. You called this beautiful and wonderful? Gosh.

Amy: L

Cheska: im just kidding. Ok, let’s get in.

While getting inside I prefer to close my eyes. I’m expecting a Chaka doll hanging, and weird stuffs, like all black things. She turns on the light and I open my eyes. I’m speechless. Do you want to know how it looks like? OMG. Well it was clean and organized house. What’s inside is very opposite outside of her house. All I can say is “WOW” And she smiled and asks me to sit.

THE END. :P