Prologue- Moving Away
Moving trucks cloud the area around our house.
Awakening the feelings of how badly do I want to go to my bed and sleep. How I would convince my parents not to move.
Its been a tough job of the ten times we have shifted I could never convince them.
They did not shift much till I was six year old. Just once maybe, so not a big deal but as I grew up they kept shifting every other year.
My dad's the head journalist in a popular newspaper and instead of asking the people under him to move around and get some news, he tends to do that himself. The reason of which, I can never understand.
It was the first sometimes but now I am used it.
But what I don't like about moving is the spooky houses we live in.
Dad loves to investigate about these houses and their backstory and it does earns him a nice sum of money but because of this he always moves to some spooky place with weird people.
I wish I didn't have to go there.
Well the new spooky place here i come.
But I didn't know this time would be so different.
