It was not a classical castle, rather like a 19th century-old manor.
I was very excited, I invited all my friends there to tell me what they thought of it. Some came to ask me if I had noticed there were ghosts. I followed them, met the ghosts. Like teenager ghosts (probably the most devil-ish ones ;-). I tried to be kewl and friendly. They were not at all.
Re-merde. I don't want a castle anymore! no, please, not a castle!!!! I want a quiet and peaceful and very small hobbit house.
hm..
Oh?
But I have that!
Life's wunnerful!
It rained the other day, and really too much. Some ghost was behind that, I swear it!
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