everythings black when i walked in  ,this crazy ass house that nobody ever fit in these walls feel cold as we sit around in a circle listeing goose bumps on our arms us together our beliefs in this house made us strong.... the place that im at now it dont feel right like i dont belong im strong but im weak at the same time i ryhme to keep myself from crying i lie for entertainment n i yell for a voice to be heard and everytime i wanna soeak they tell me in beiing ubsurd. so this house gives me life even tho its b dead i dread when these spitirts tell me the lil boy ghost hated me with the words that he said ...in a different lauguage they have and il never understand but for now ima stay here with these people in the black where i stand,.....