Here I am, in front of what might be my doom, the Smiths. But, I am ok, it is just 24 hours, I am strong. Destiney stepped closer and closer to the steps, but froze at the sight of the door, It looked like it had been abandoned. I can't believe I let them talk me into  babysit THE TORTURE TWINS!!!!!! she thought. She reached for the door, but found that it was already opening very slowly. Her heart pounded through her chest, and she breathed in deeply, Ms. Destiney, I presume? said a butler. Y-y-y-y-y-y- (caughs) yes. she said nervously. Please, do come in! said Mr. Dave Smith. She entered speachless, gazing at the old cobwebs, dust, and everything you would see in a haunted house really. Then, a door creaked open, and the twins were learking around it going "Hehehehehehehe....." But then, something else  caught her eye, it was the most lovely staircase she had ever laid her eyes on. It had a velvet green rug to cover the stairs, the hand rails looked like they were hand-carved, they had to lovely Victorian looking statues at the bottom, just as she was walking toward them, she heard a voice say, "That is the only place offlimits, feel free everywhere else, make sure they do not go up there either, got it?" he said rudely. Yes sir. she said.

THe Smiths wasted no time, and were out before you could blink.

Nick, Sam, where are you? Destiney asked.

Read the next entry for Cahpter 2 if you liked it! THanks!

-Leslie