Free writting

There was a house for sale at the abandoned forest I thought I should check it out, I was a pretty scary ride on the way there, the road was so wiggly and bumpy and trees were blocking the sun making it a long dark shade at the end on the road as a gate that opened by trolls as the car stopped at the entrance  The house look like a million years old the window was dirty the wood was rusty but the door like like nothing harmed it it was white as a cloud. The magic trapped in the house exploded in my face the joyful happy looking house and one of the room was filled by book everywhere you look is books.