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I moaned softly to myself as I compelled my battered legs to carry me for the last time along the over-grown garden path, whic

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The House I moaned softly to myself as I compelled my battered legs to carry me for the last time along the over-grown garden path, which I had once skipped down so carelessly as a young boy. I sighed as I surveyed the acres; the once beautifully manicured, but now utterly disheveled expanse of garden stretching before me. My gaze rested on the immense oak tree that cut into the landscape, once majestic and verdant but now withered and dieing. I apprehensively forced my eyes to look directly ahead of me and focused them upon the house that had once given me so much happiness as a boy. I mocked myself for thinking that I could bring those memories back. ...read more.

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The floorboards creaked after every leaden step I took. I took another deep breath to steady my nerves, and I entered the grand ballroom. The room was gloomy and damp, I looked up to face the chandelier, but the ceiling was bare save for a gaping, splintering hole in the ceiling whsere it once hung. It must have been taken when they came. I examined the whole room carefully and trod cautiously forwards. Glass crunched under my feet. I brushed away some dust, and sat on the aged couch in front of the old fireplace. I had a flashback from when I was a boy: I saw mother knitting in her large rocking chair, and father, he and I were roasting marshmallows in the great fireplace. ...read more.

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I stumbled up the last flight of stairs, and stared blankly ahead of me. My eyes twitched as I looked down the rows of doors, down to the very last door, the one I had been waiting so long to see. The corridor seemed endless and I had to stop for breath every few steps, I could feel my heart beginning to strain, I leant against the wall for some support. 'It was not far now, it was not far now.' I still stumbled on, and finally I had reached the door, my trembling fingers reached out and enclosed the brass handle. I turned the knob, and with the last of my energy I pushed, hard. The door creaked and swung open. My heart lurched, and I fell to the floor gasping for air. 'No, No, not now, please....' ...read more.

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