The Troublemaker's Ghost | ✓

“Fuck this place smells like shit!” My six-year-old sister Audrey cried out, scrunching her nose. I was too shocked to respond to her colorful choice of words.

“Audrey, no swearing!” I scolded her, finally getting back to my senses as I dusted the shelves to make a new place for my books. She pouted at me and picked up another smaller mop, starting to dust her stuffed pony Bella, imitating me. Sometimes she’s just too cute. Except the times she starts to swear.

After I was done cleaning the plywood shelves, I took a good look around the house. God, my job isn’t over yet. There were cobwebs everywhere. It was a sunny day outside, but I wouldn’t know as the windows were covered in thick dust. The floors needed serious mopping and, of course, there’s this mild stench. I can’t really describe the smell honestly. It’s like a combination of bat barf and rotten eggs, though I don’t know what bat barf actually smells like.

You must be wondering what am I doing in this revolting house, right? Well, I couldn’t afford to live in my parent’s little apartment after my mom died, as the rent was quite expensive. Let’s just say I ended up with too many dues and then the landlord decided to kick me out, and I was forced to move from Florida to New York. But looking on the brighter side though, this apartment is close to my college and best of all, my boyfriend Rodrick is my next-door neighbor.