And that’s how I got here. As we drove to the new house with this new family I thought about everything. I thought about how I and my siblings miss my parents and how life will never be the same. As we pulled up to their driveway I could see that they were very wealthy. From the huge manor to the large, round driveway. Then realized that the man driving us wasn't any of our foster parents but their butler. It was then that I realised he was wearing a suit that had a small, black bow tie. It’s like we’re living in a Disney movie, I ask myself. As we walk inside we could tell that the people fostering us for 6 months weren’t the kindest of people.
The man and woman were waiting for us at the large double doors and when they looked at us they had smug looks on their faces. The man was tall, had black hair, and looked to be in his late thirties. The woman was just about a half-foot shorter than the man and her brown hair were pinned up in a bun. As I studied them both through body language and what they wore the woman spoke out her piercing insight.
“What is it that you’re wearing darling?” says the woman who had a smug look on her face when she was looking at me. “Uhm- jeans and a sweatshirt?” I say. “We’ll have to change your wardrobe…Alfred, get the young girl a few dresses and skirts as well as some matching blouses” “Thanks but no thanks” I say. “We are doing what’s best for you, show them to their rooms, Alfred,” said the tall man.
When we were being guided I looked down the massive hallways in this house. It had double staircases on the ground floor which lead to the second floor of this manor. When you walk up the stairs there is a balcony all the way around the large, square, room and on the opposite side, there is one more set of stairs which leads to the 3rd floor. I’m assuming that’s the last floor but I need to see up there. 179Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡrLuQyUgfzK
When I was being escorted to my room I saw my two siblings being escorted to the rooms right on the sides of mine. I had a feeling that I would see both of them tonight. As I was exploring the bedroom I would call mine for the next six months I saw a trap door or a latch door on the roof of this bedroom and it seemed suspicious. As I looked at that door I saw, directly below it, a bookshelf. Not just any bookshelf either. It was a bookshelf that reached the roof and was chock full of books and objects.
As I stared at the bookshelf I began to climb its shelves because that was the thing that led to the trapdoor. When I got to the top, which looked to be 10 feet, I held onto the shelf with one hand as I gripped the latch lock. To my surprise, the door was unlocked and I opened the hatch door and climbed inside. When I got inside the latch door I saw a rope that I could throw down the hole to get back out. It was sturdy and it was tied onto a pole in the back of the room.179Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡXw91NsArwn
As I looked around the room I saw something and this was my hint. It was my clue. It was my saviour and confirmation of my parents' whereabouts.
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