We got to Connecticut, I thought it was awesome! We arrived at the top of a hill in Connecticut; lot of trees, low stone walls, and big houses. Down the side of the cliff was a highway, down the other side was someones backyard. The property was huge and it was lawn then wilderness. It was a two-story white colonial; I thought it was out in the middle of nowhere. I saw a light in the kitchen window; a rusty old swing under the apple tree. The side walk was lined with those little bean bag stuffed animals. The front porch was infested with wind chimes; brass ribbons tinkled like water and I realized I had to go to the bathroom. The front door was painted turquoise, the name Castellan was written in English and below in Greek.
We knocked on the doorbell and it looked like she had just stuck her finger in a electric socket. She had White hair and a pink house-dress on covered in ash mark and scorch marks. When she smiled her face was unnaturally stretched and she had a high-voltage of green in her eye; i thought that she might be blind. She swung open the door and screamed Luke! She hugged Nico and then looked at me and said Luke again, then she gave me a hug. She smelled like burned cookies, she was as thin as a scarecrow, but she still crushed me. In the living room there was a candle or mirror in every living space, where ever I looked I saw myself. Above the mantel a little Hermes flow around the second hand of a ticking clock. There was a picture frame above the mantel and it had a picture of Luke when he was around 9; it looked exactly like Rachel's drawing. We sat down at the kitchen table and on the counter were hundreds and hundreds of tupperware boxes with peanut butter and jelly sandwiches. The ones on the bottom were moldey, they have been there for a while. The smell was awful, it smelled like a gym locker, which is bad. On the top of the oven were stacks of cookie sheets, each had a dozen burned cookies on them. In the sink was a mountain of empty Kool-Aid pitchers. She grabbed Nico and shock him, her eyes turned glowing green she started talking about her sons fate. She collapsed and before she hit the table I caught her. We put her in a chair and she blinked a couple times; her eyes went back to normal. We decided we needed to get out of there we said our goodbyes and left.
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