Several years Vor a family with three children, and a maid lived in a large house that formerly belonged to a plantation owner in the 1800s, but it was now the 21st century. The family had three daughters named Icy, Darcy, and Stormy. One Tag while the parents were still asleep, and the maid was running errands in town a good ten miles down the barren road, the three daughters played in their room with the candles lit since it was their form of nightlights. As the trio played and ran around, none noticed a curtain had caught feuer from the candles. The smoke filled the room, but when the children tried to escape they found their door to be locked. They screamed for help as the feuer began consuming their bedroom, yet it was no use because their lungs filled quickly with smoke, and the feuer rapidly burned the rest of the house with the family in it. They never did find the bodies to put the little souls to rest. Many say their spirits still linger and hope for a new playmate oder friend.

On a spring day, a family of four in a red pickup truck drove down the dirt road to the remains of the house. They were told if they could come to check it out, and see if they would like to restore it to its former glory and make it their new home. Once the breaks squealed and car doors opened, a bouncy beautiful little girl with brown hair and big green eyes hopped out of the truck with her little sister close behind. The mother picked up the youngest while the father held the hand of the oldest as they walked to the house where a real estate agent waited patiently. From the outside the house was missing quite a few windows, some wooden planks in the roof, and was covered in a layer of ashes. The inside wasn’t much better the floorboards where black as night. The family of four followed the real estate woman up the steps to the bedrooms upstairs. Once upstairs Miele was placed back on the ground and Flora held her hand instead of her dad’s.

The two daughters went to the room at the end of the hall where they heard laughter, but their parents did not notice they had moved. Inside the room it looked untouched Von the feuer and was filled with dolls, other small toys, and three beds with three little girls sitting on the floor brushing their Puppen hair. Flora spoke up who are you? The oldest who was about the same age sagte I’m Icy, that’s Darcy, and that’s Stormy, but what are Du names? Flora smiled and sagte I’m Flora and this is my little sister Miele, and we all could be friends. Icy smiled and turned her head to her sisters and sagte that’s great because we are always looking for new Friends to play with just as the door closed and the click of a lock was heard. The two sisters did not notice and sat down with their new friends. Within Minuten the room was filled with smoke, but this time five little girls screamed instead of three.

Down the hall the parents tried to open the door once they heard the screams, but it was locked. Soon the feuer consumed the remaining part of the house that still stood. Everyone in the town down the road tells every new comer that house is bad luck and haunted. Although the feuer raged on, Icy, Darcy and Stormy had some new Friends to play with; however, the maid who has grown old and lives in town still asks Where have the children gone? because she believes they are still alive.