All happened when my mom and I bought an old pretty little house at southern part of our small peaceful town called Bestary. It took 2 hours to go down to capital city, but I kind like the atmosphere of it. Serene yet comforting.
Some folks said that we bought haunted house but since ghosts were not our cup of tea, we were happy enough to found a house that we afforded. I lived with my Mom only. My parents were divorced.
My Mom and I worked at a local banks, different banks of course and we found that we were tired enough to just noted that there were indeed something special about the house.
(To be continued)
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