It was a cold winter morning and it was 6:00am. I just woke up. Then I remembered that today is the day that I move and I don’t want to move. The next day we arrived at the house. It was so creepy but I got a feeling that I remembered it.

We got a tour of the house and I froze when I heard that that this place used to be a Children’s asan Asylum. When I got to my room I decided to go to bed. My room was small but nice. In the morning I went to my parents room. When I got there I stopped and looked. It was beautiful and then I understood why my parents bought this terrible place.

My parents were sleeping so I went to explore. There was one door that I wanted to go in but we weren’t allowed, because of the the person who used two stay there but I decided to go in anyway.

I walked in and saw room like the others, but instead of bars there was glass and the room look a lot nicer. It had a pink fuzzy rug, a white table, a big bed and it looked familiar. A computer was there and when I opened it, tons of files popped up and it had different peoples histories. So I thought however owned this was a stalker.

I closed the computer and went to my room and mom was there. She told me that I used to live here and I lived in a room behind the glass. Then I screamed! I was crazy… “No you weren’t crazy, just intelligent and everybody loved you. It was really just something with personality changes but you grow out of it,” said my mom. Then I fainted, but this time I didn’t wake up.