Tick，tock，tick，tock. I’m sitting here，watching the movements of my existence pass slowly away. My house has been 36 for such a long time，and I’m lonely and forgotten. Sitting here，by myself, all that I can do is 37 and think about my past. I could tell you stories that only 38 would know. But walls can’t speak.
I came to this place many years ago，along with an old man…. 39 ，he was with me for on1y three short years before he passed on….
For a time，I was left alone，while people came and 40 the house…. Then，one day a nice couple moved in with a young son. 41 ，their son Danny liked to stay with me，and I was completely 42 with him. He always looked as if he loved the stories I told，most of which began with. ‘‘Back in my day…” and ‘‘When I was 43 .…” I sometimes had the kind of idea that he didn’t really understand what I was saying，but it felt good to be 42 ． When Danny went off to college，my heart broke. Soon afterward， 45 sold the house.…
New owners came and 46 . Then，One day it so happened that I was in when a new family was moving into the house. You can’t even imagine my 47 when，unexpectedly, Danny walked through the front door. He had a 48 and kids now. I was so overjoyed when I saw him that I put all my 49 into my daily activities. . .. I spent the next twenty years watching his kids grow up, with a mixture of pride and 50 about what would happen next.
The kids finally became 51 and Danny sold the house. That was about five years ago…. Some of the local kids have started the rumor that the house is haunted（闹鬼的）--- and，in a way，it is. It is haunted by 52 of all the people who have lived in it. Every second has 53 me so much. I have been 54 them down and they are almost up for me.... I hope that someday somebody will 55 me, and drop in on me again. Maybe then I’ll get a new home and an opportunity for a whole new set of memories.
I came to this place many years ago，along with an old man…. 39 ，he was with me for on1y three short years before he passed on….
For a time，I was left alone，while people came and 40 the house…. Then，one day a nice couple moved in with a young son. 41 ，their son Danny liked to stay with me，and I was completely 42 with him. He always looked as if he loved the stories I told，most of which began with. ‘‘Back in my day…” and ‘‘When I was 43 .…” I sometimes had the kind of idea that he didn’t really understand what I was saying，but it felt good to be 42 ． When Danny went off to college，my heart broke. Soon afterward， 45 sold the house.…
New owners came and 46 . Then，One day it so happened that I was in when a new family was moving into the house. You can’t even imagine my 47 when，unexpectedly, Danny walked through the front door. He had a 48 and kids now. I was so overjoyed when I saw him that I put all my 49 into my daily activities. . .. I spent the next twenty years watching his kids grow up, with a mixture of pride and 50 about what would happen next.
The kids finally became 51 and Danny sold the house. That was about five years ago…. Some of the local kids have started the rumor that the house is haunted（闹鬼的）--- and，in a way，it is. It is haunted by 52 of all the people who have lived in it. Every second has 53 me so much. I have been 54 them down and they are almost up for me.... I hope that someday somebody will 55 me, and drop in on me again. Maybe then I’ll get a new home and an opportunity for a whole new set of memories.
