The Victorian House: Jacob Butterfield

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The house was definitely Victorian inspired and belonged to an esquire by the name of Jacob Butterfield. He was young, rich and famous. He was married to Adelaide, a frail soft-spoken woman, barren it seems, as she was not able to bear Jacob any child. The house they owned was huge though, as Jacob planned to have as many children as he can. It was made up of three stories with 12 bedrooms which were all amply sized and each bedroom could accommodate 4 people. Jacob was a rich man and hired quite a number of servants to attend to their needs. One man-servant went by the name of William and doubled as Jacob’s right hand and confidante. One day, Jacob suddenly fell to the ground paralyzed from the waist down. Adelaide, who was so troubled by …show more content…

It was the smallest room in the house yet held the largest four-poster bed. The mattress has long been removed…probably thrown away because of wear and tear. It was Sophie’s favorite room. She intended to make it her room so she need not encounter the guests every time she needs to use the toilet. Apart from that, it was the only room which had a verandah that overlooked the acres and acres of lily fields. But it bothered her that the floorboards creaked like it was going to give way. Also, there was this stench…like the one on blisters or bed soars usually associated with obese people. It was when Sophie bent down to measure the bunk bed that she heard the floor creak and then saw depressions one at a time like someone extremely heavy was walking on …show more content…

She was stenciling small flowers on the wall. With her arms stretched out, she was meticulously dubbing paint on the stencil to complete the design when she felt two small hands grope her thighs. Turning around, Sophie almost fell to the ground but found nobody behind her. Hurriedly, she took her belongings, ran to the door and locked it behind her before boarding her car. Chapter 5 By now, Sophie no longer feels comfortable being alone in the house. The groping incident was too much to bear…tiny rough and calloused hands with a man’s grip only make for a hideous creature. But there was still plenty of work to be done and she knows he needs to open by the coming summer. One room was littered with hair! It was short, coarse and dark. She was vacuuming the floor when she saw two very white feet in front of her! Startled, she jerked and fell to the floor just as soon as this white-skinned man with a headful of white hair turned around and went through the wall! Chapter

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