I hear a car pull up and look outside. My sister and dad are finally here with the rest of our stuff. I go down to help them set everything up.

"Hey Jess, I already picked my room. It's the one at the end of the hall." I tell my sister, Jessica, while picking up a box.

"Did I get the biggest room this time?" She asks me. I nod and she cheers while running up the stairs. I hear her shout something about it being disgusting and I just laugh.

"I'm gonna go help her clean." I tell my parents. They nod and continue unpacking the living room. I run up to Jess' room but don't find her. I go to my room and see her sitting on my bed.

"Get up, we're cleaning your room." I say to her sternly. She shakes her head.

"No way am I going back into that room. I get a bad feeling from it." I roll my eyes at her and drag her back to her new room.

"See? It's fine. Now we're going to clean then decorate, got it?" She sighs but nods her head and we get to work. I start scrubbing the walls while she vacuums the floor.

"Do we have any paint?" She asks. I motion for her to follow me and we walk out to the moving truck and rummage through the boxes that haven't been brought in.

"Found them." I say pulling out a few boxes with six cans of paint each. "What color do you want? There's grey, purple, blue and then black in my room."

"Grey. Let's go paint." She grabs the box of gray paint and we head back up to her room. She shivers as she walks in.

"Are you cold?" I ask her confused. It's quite warm in here.

"No, just this room gives me a bad feeling. The whole house actually, but this room especially. And whenever I'm near the attic." I should tell her about the attic but I don't wanna scare her.

"You're just paranoid, let's get to painting." She sighs and we start painting the walls.

Once we finish painting her room we start making her bed and setting up the desk, dresser, and nightstand. She brings up the rest of her boxes and we start unpacking them.