LiAn Nerbas Lambert

The Old Cobain House

The large old house loomed dark and foreboding with its windows all boarded up and shingles falling off. Sarah and Sasha looked at each other, still wondering if they had made the right decision when they’d told everyone that they were going to stay the night in the old Cobain house. They had even bragged about it, saying that it wasn’t good enough just to go in and look around or even to just have a picnic lunch. No, they had to one up each other as twins tend to do, when telling their friends,