Hey Amelia! Whats up! I got my pass word! Yay! So I will be updating more. :)

Ophelia watched the police cars drive away one by one as the evening progressed. Her mother came to her room often, cautiously watching her daughter stare entranced at the house. She tried coaxing her out with cookies, saying that there was a new book, and even, (this was her last and final effort) said that there was a young man waiting for Ophelia at the door.
"Ophie! Theres a boy waiting for you at the door!"
Ophelia looked at her mother suspiciously. "Who is it, Mom?"
To this, Mrs. Lee had no answer. She sighed.
After that, Ophelia closed her door.

She couldn't help it. It was like a spell was put on her. She couldn't stop thinking about that house. The next morning, Ophelia resolved to head to the police station and check things out.