Greene, River Road

by Elizabeth
(Greene, Maine)

My friends am I have gone to this house at the end of the road. It is the last house on the road with no street number. The pink gates at the beginning of the driveway are open. When we went to the house for the first time, we walked inside, and walked upstairs, no electricity was hooked up to the house, and none of the light bulbs were in their sockets. We heard footsteps coming up the stairs behind us, so we ran downstairs. Before we ran out the front door, the basement light was on. And the blind holder to the sliding door in the kitchen was dangling, swaying back and forth. There are guns and bullet casings in the beach house.