"Moving to a new town at a young age can be a little hard on a kid. Getting to know where everything in town is located, people always stairing at you, and anywhere that you go in this new town, you feel like a oddball. My name is JACKEL BRONZE. I am just a hardcase twelve year old boy starting my first year of 6st grade in a town that does not even like me. To tell you the truth, that all happened on my first day here in this town known as OAKVILLE.'
'Like in some of those old spooky films, my mother inherited this old six room house from her departed grandfather. The house is quite beautiful on the inside and outside, but my mother's grandfather did not never step foot outside. My mother's grandfather believed that the outside was cursed. He alway told my mother when she tried to take him somewhere, "Why do I what to spend money when I can see it on television?" I never could quit understand my great grandfather.'
'Another thing about my great grandfather is the street that he chose to live on. Out of all the other beautiful houses, he chose to live here with the street known as GRAVE TIME LANE. "Do not worry about nothing, sonny. The name of this street is just a name. Nothing is going to happen to you here,"chuckled my great grandfather.'
'A few days after he told me that, he was telling my mother that he has been having these crazy dreams. In the dreams, people would rise from their coffins as the house would slowly yell get out repeatedly. My mother always told my great grandfather, "Do not worry. It was just a dream." The next day, my great grandfather passed away in his sleep.'
'Being the rightful owner of my great grandfather's house, something does not feel right. I know that this sounds a bit crazy, but I feel like someone is watching me sometimes. It might be just me in new surroundings. In a way, I do not feel in danger when I feel the presents. In a way, I feel at peace."