I have officially moved all of my stuff into the room. It's taken a while, but it's now the day before the 4th of July. I know it's been a while, so I'll tell you all of the things that happened.
Saint Patrick's day: every green plant we owned withered. Dad just said that it happens.
April Fools: the floor was wet at the bottom stairs and we couldn't wipe it up. Dad thought I was pulling a prank on him.
Easter: on of the eggs would move when we weren't moving. Dad said that was because the egg must've been slippery.
Mother's Day: well, I guess nothing happened since I don't have a mom.
Father's Day: his car got a flat tire so we couldn't go bowling. Dad said that he thought his light that shows the tire is low must not have been working.
Now finally, today. Nothing has happened yet, but I just know something bad is going to happen. It usually does on every holiday. I now dread holidays. You know what I find funny? That my dad never goes into the attic. He says that since we have a basement, we don't need to use the attic. So we don't. I have a feeling that he's hiding something from me.
Just then, while deep in thought, I heard a loud BOOM! I ran down the spiral stairs to see my dad running to his room. I followed him and once I saw the chaos in his room, I knew that it was happening. Fireworks started going off here and there. Dad opened the window and tossed the whole package out the window. It was hilarious.
"That just happened," dad said, panting. He looked at me expectingly.
"Seems like it does every holiday," I say rolling my eyes.
"I guess the sunshine lit them. It's possible you know," dad said all science-like.
"Dad, you make excuses every time something like this happens. Something is wrong with this house, I know it. It's like this house is cursed!" I whispered toward the end.
"Nonsense! This house is not cursed Iris. There is no such thing as cursed. You will not say that it is cursed again! Do you hear me?"
"Yes dad," I mumbled.
"Good."
I know that there is something wrong with this house. And I will prove it to him! But how?