A disturbing thrilling house, a new country and a new adventure was my explosive cocktail of holidays 2010.
I will never forget the holidays 2010 in United States in Washington D.C. My aunt’s house was beautiful and characteristic of american houses. I mean with an attic, a basement and a hall with a dinning room and so on. My aunt’s name was Alba and she was smaller than me had a size of 1m65. She was fat and small. She represented the typical american woman, a little bit fat, a daughter, a husband, a beautiful house and a beautiful dog. I am not an expert but I learned this from movies. My cousin’s name Tomika with the appearence of her mother. I felt like my home in Gabon in her soft and comfortable house. Something intrigued my aunt since my arrival; it was her desire to change houses and, she would begin to visit houses tommorrow. My cousin and I were very excited and waited for tomorrow.
The morning after a big breakfast, at 9 o’clock. My aunt, my cousin and I visited three houses but we just liked one. A beautiful pink house with a garage at the front for at least two cars. A garden with roses at the back. A beautiful silent area like in Maryland where my aunt lived. You know at the moment when you think that everything is good, everything changes. We thought somebody would make us visit the house but we were wrong. A strange guy with short blond hair and skin like a ghost which stayed in a house for maybe 3 years appeared. He came to us with a beggar approach, an angry face and asked for money in order to “mow the lawn” of the house without even “HELLO”. My aunt refused but he insisted as if it was vital, always with an angry face as a child whom has just has his lollipop stolen. My aunt intimidated and afraid gave him money. I was just fourteen years old and was intimidated too. Without saying “THANK YOU” he disappeared. Alba called his friend and according to him nobody lived in this house for three years. I was puzzled and was dying to know who was this “Lawnmower Man”. We were looking around, “Mister excus….” he disappeared. My mind was like “What’s going on?”.
I was uneasy and my heart became agitated. My aunt decided to begin the visit until his friend arrives. The garage door was inexplicably open as if the house was a big cat who wanted mouses in his hole. Walking in the garage until the first door, I noticed a red button which apparently allow you to open and close the garage door. “Why It was open in a close house?”. The first door, a hall was empty and just had stairs at the middle. I looked through the window and saw the strange guy looking to me always with an angry face, while he was working. I turned my head and called my aunt but he disappeared again. “Do I become crazy?”. It was 7pm, my aunt and my cousin was looking the kitchen. My body wanted to go out and joined my relatives but my mind was wondering and could not come off the window. Then my cousin pulled my shirt and ejected me from my wondering world. We came to the garden at the back and saw a lot of crowded roses with an insurmountable fence ahead. My aunt was looking for the “strange guy” but she was also becoming crazy. We turned around the house but nothing. Then, Alba’s friend arrived.
Fortunately it was a man who looks like being 35 years old. They talked and Alba expressed her desire of hurry up and leave this place. We went upstairs and were visiting every rooms. I had the bad feeling that something was following me. “It was maybe my imagination”. After switched off the lights we came back to the cars but strangely the garage door was close. “Is it explicable?”. Alba press the button and we went out and let the garage door opened. On a magical and mystical way the light of the room upstair in front of the house switched on. I couldn’t even talk, my body movements did exactly the same actions that my mind. They shuddered. Alba thought that we forgot to switch off this light. It was impossible because I switched off this light myself. Alba’s friend concidered that it was a coincidence but I couldn’t.
To be continued…