Once upon a time.. I wish i could write that, cause that will mean that this story is a fairytale. And everyone knows fairytales always end positive. And honestly, I don’t even know how this story will end. But you don’t have to read this story, you can still shut down the page and go read little red riding hood, what is a fairytale. I’m sure you can properly find it somewhere. But I’ll begin now for the ones who are going to read it.

Yuu stared silently into the mirror, his black brownish hair was a bit messy hanging infront of his blue eyes. He looked pale, he had a very bad night sleep, he always had sleeping problems but this new house made it worse. He moved with his parents from Florida to England, living close to Scotland. The mansion was big but old. Locals said it was build near 1600. Quite some time ago, but the building made him nervous. He took the brush and started to move away from the mirror. Back to his room, looking at the window and the rain outside while absently brushing his hair. His letted his fingers run over the glass of the window, sighed. He’d better get used to the rain. He turned around and grabbed his clothes, jerking them on. Leaving the room and to the stairs. As quietly as humanly possible. Waking his parents was the last thing he wanted to do.

His eyes lingered on the huge clock in the living room. 4 am in the morning, he quickly walked to the kitchen. Yuu was hungry and wanted to eat, he knew it was early but so what. No one was here to stop him, he opened the refrigerator and got some bacon and eggs out. A pan on the fire bacon in it, breaking the egg. Then slipping it on a plate and walking out with it. Wanting to look around, he didn’t have the time the day before when he arrived. He watched the painting in the big hall. They where scary, looked like they where watching him. He stood still in front of a portrait that caught his eyes the day before. It looked like him, a lot, but why? He turned around surprised, seeing something leave. “Mom is that you?” he said with his light voice. He was easily to scare. He shook his head, deciding it was nothing and turned around. Walking trough the hall.. “Hmnn.. That’s weird, I could swear here wasn’t a door before” he laid his hand on the door and pushed it open, not only there but also unlocked.