A Pocketful Of Posies

A young girl dressed in pink stood in a field of red flowers. The field stretched as far as she could see and nothing else seemed to exist except for the flowers and the girl. The sky above was a warm orange color, but she saw no sun in front of her or felt the warmth of it behind her. She felt nothing.-A teen stood in a lawn of grass that reached his knees as he looked up at a two story Victorian house built from murky green wooden boards, moss slowly over taking part of it, with a roof of black tiles, and a tower on the side that reached slightly higher than the roof. The house reached high into the sky, casting a shadow over the lawn as the sun rose. To put it simply, he has moved into the Grinch's home. Okay that was an exaggeration, but that didn’t make the house anymore pleasant.“It’s like a castle!” His younger brother, Boomer, yelled as he stared in amazement at the tower, “I want the tower!”-Quackity and his family have moved into their new home where everything seems to be perfectly normal, is what he wishes he could say was true, but nope, there is most definitely something off about this house. They are not the only ones in this house.