I Never Thought This Would Happen... Until It Did
The old house stood on a small hill, a bit away from the town. It had been in my family for years. To me, it was just a place we visited sometimes. A place with old furniture, a big garden, and lots of memories. I never thought anything truly special would happen there. I was wrong.My name is Maya, and I've always been more of a city person. I love the busy streets, the tall buildings, and the feeling that something exciting is always about to happen. The old house felt... quiet. Too quiet.My grandmother, Elara, lived in the house. She was a kind woman with a warm smile and a love for stories. Every time we visited, she would tell us tales of the past, of our family, and of the house itself.
