The Curse of the Diaper pt.1
*Author's note: I have attempted to put a bit more of a story into this one, and it will be in parts, enjoy!*
The periwinkle-blue sky overlooking the quaint cottage suggested nothing out of the ordinary that fine Summer's day. In fact, for a group of teens such as themselves, this was planned out to be the best week of their lives.
Josephine rolled her eyes whilst lugging a rucksack full of supplies over her shoulder. Why did Rosie always have to be like this? It was uncalled for.
'This place seems a bit - um - bland,' Rosie nagged, squinting out into the horizon of the mountainous, bleak land, 'you sure we're in the right place?'
'Yes, for the millionth time!' Said Mai, annoyed. She clambered out of the car and surveyed the house through her large, glassy hazel eyes. Not one of them noticed an obscure wail coming from within the house. Another dismounted the car, joining Mai in observing the large, mostly lumber house.