Red, green, olive, crimson, pine, scarlet... So many shades of red and green seemed to adorn the streets lately. Strings of colorful lights draped almost every house, inflatable bearded men in jolly red suits smiling at passerbies with gloved hand raised in a warm greeting as they stood next to simple snowmen dressed in scarves and hats. Pine trees and candelabras could be seen in windows of houses, warm fires no doubt crackling in the fireplaces as the aroma of fresh hot chocolate drifted from kitchens.
Sappy as it sounds, this time of year always makes me feel warm and fuzzy inside. Having spent most of my life living in th
My name is Miranda. When my mother disappeared, my dad remarried and my new "family" and I moved to a bigger house, a one-hundred-fifty year old house, but I think it's even older. The white exterior was faded and chipped. we actually live in the middle of nowhere. There were trees everywhere. I felt like I was being taken prisoner to be murdered in an ancient little house, concealed in an unknown labyrinth of trees. Well we really aren't in the middle of nowhere, just two miles away from the nearest town.
When I walked through the front door with my bedspread, the front room was drafty and dim. When I walked around the house there were t