The green house sat at the end of the cul de sac. It’s hedges were long since overgrown. One broken shutter hung precariously on the upper floor and made it look as if it were smirking.
It’s last owners had tried to shove their joy into the house but the house fought back. The weird aquatic feature they added in the front – a fountain topped with Adonis – flooded within a week of it being finished. The lovely couple fled in despair from their own hopes turned nightmares.
The house sat alone for a year. An old woman came to see it. Thunder struck over head as she entered through the front door. She found the house’s sadness inspirational. The next day the hated fountain was removed. The house breathed a sigh of relief.
The old witch puttered and slowly made changes to the house. Soon the floors sparkled. The gardens bloomed with a strange variety of plants and the house was happy once again. The hedges grew ever more ominous and the little old lady in her green house smiled.
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