Raven 's P.o. V. Stupid House

The coldness all around me as I step outside my car. The dark clouds hug far above my head. As I prepare myself for the challenge that lies ahead. It was the middle of the winter and the trees looked like twigs. As I walk around the leaves crunching under my boots. I carry a camera as I head toward the creepy, noisy house. The singing of James inside the car could be heard all over the country. I keep walking forward to get a better look at this house I could see the paint wearing off and the windows boarded up. I look at my phone in horror and realize that it's close to dead. Thunder boomed over my head as rain started to come down. I walk up to the gate and open it. The gate creaked open and I look upon the yard. The grass was dead the stone path looked like pebbles. The house looked fragile as if it was about to collapse I gulped down my fear as I push onward.

Needing to see more of the house, I started descending the curved staircase. I stopped halfway down the staircase and savored the view. My eyes wandered around to the rooms that I would no longer use. Rooms that were once filled with people and belongings were now piled high with

Walking out of my room I appeared in Charlie's door way, surprised to see him gazing out of his

Before I could put the folder back, there was a knock on the door and I turned around only to see him.

An anticipated comeback. A That’s So Raven (2003-2007) spin off called Raven’s Home (2017- present) has made many Raven Baxter fans very giddy. The shows That’s So Raven and Raven’s Home seem like they would be very similar shows because they are both about Raven Baxter’s crazy life, including her and Chelsea’s friendship, and Raven’s visions, but they are actually very different because it focuses on her children, Booker’s visions, and how living with her best friend Chelsea has changed her.

He starts to make his way over, while I do the same. I have to ask him how he knew where I lived again. I need to see if he was telling the truth earlier. Xavier doesn't seem like the type to be my stalker; so really, I'm giving him the benefit of the doubt.

He walked silently behind me. The 500 building was completely empty. Those were the old rooms. I assumed he was going to Ms. Smith the guidance counselor. She usually requests students to meet her there rather than her office. Her reasoning for that was because the office staffs’ auras interrupt and conflict with her Feng shui.

We walk in silence the whole way. We walk across my lawn and get to the front door. I unlock it and tell him to go upstairs into the room at the far end of the hall, which is my room, while I make my brother a snack. Adrian is sitting at the table doing his homework and I set some sliced apples and caramel on the table next to him and ruffle his hair. Before I could even start, he told me that he won’t watch TV until his homework is finished, which is a rule that I enforce. I smile and nod, telling him I have a guest upstairs and to just knock on the door if he needed

The rusty, metal gate is broken and falling apart. I open the gate to let myself in as the wind blows by gently. The earthy and dead smells, like a cemetery are very unpleasant for me, but I can’t give up now. I need to know what happened to my family before they died. I know it wasn’t a suicide like the police said. I lost my family when I was nine; my dad, my mom and both of my grandparents. I’ve stayed at my aunt’s house ever since. And there’s never a day that I don’t miss them. As I slowly walk toward the house, I can tell how humid the air is, by my sticky skin is rubbing against each other. I’m blinded by the fog around the house as I step closer and closer. The place is silent, so silent that I could hear my own heart beating; fast

Jacob sat beside me and gave me a serious look. Something Jacob rarely did. I knew Jacob as the life of the party, the class clown, the funny guy. Seeing him with such a stern, and almost concerned look made me worried.

I fumble for the necklace holding my key, unlock my door, and slide to the floor. I cannot believe that just happened. Maybe, if I beg hard enough my father will let me come back to Cedar Heights and finish my senior year there. I lean my head against my door, and listen to the laughter and chatter of friends reuniting throughout Cyprus Hall, while I sit in my room alone,

I continued down the hallway until I saw a boy pacing in circles with blonde hair pushed over to one side. That's probably Felix. He must have heard me coming down the hall because he stopped pacing and looked up.

We arrived at his house around 12:40. When I walked in, I was greeted by his mother, who gave me a warm hug, his little sister who seemed to materialize out of nowhere, and his bearded dragon, who decided to prop himself against the tank wall to look at me. I always feel welcome at his house when I go over there, so I’m a fairly frequent visitor. I walked over to

Its turning out to be a day packed full new experiences for me. It’s the first time I’ve had the honour of being a best man, It’s the first time that Brandon has complimented me in over 30 years, and it’s the first time I’ve got a free dinner out of him since that kebab he bought me back in 93. So far things have been going pretty well…until now. Start the car Steve.

　　I groan loudly as I slap my palm on the off button and make my way out of the bed. I’m so tired that I feel like I’m about to fall out on my carpet at any moment now. The feeling makes me want to just jump back in my bed and sleep until noon, or maybe falling on my carpet does not seem too bad because it is soft and comfortable, but I just feel like there’s a reason I set that damn alarm. I mean, I wouldn’t do something stupid like that unless there was a good reason. I just can’t remember what it is.