Week 2 of living in the manor was coming up, it also meant that the Heelshires would come back from they're vacation soon, I haven't heard anything from them while they were away. Calling wasn't a option since I didn't have they're number and they're was almost no wifi in this house, the only time when they're was wifi was when you would be on the balcony, but the weather is becoming more cold so being outside is a no go.

All the leaves that were once on the tree's where all gone only the pine tree's had they're green color "Winter is really coming close now." Looking out the window with Brahms in my arms, it was time to clean the traps, Putting at least 3 sweaters on and a coat I was ready, Brahms just having a sweater, pants, shoes and a coat on. Outside cleaning the traps became more normal then I had tought it would be, it's still grose seeing all the dead body's of rodents fall into the trash bag but having it done so many times I didn't look twice before continuing on with the next trap.

Entering the house it was time for lunch, taking off our coats and making our way into the kitchen, I sat Brahms down on the wooden chair and started making some simple pancakes. Opening the fridge and still finding that the tupperware was gone still freaked me out, it always reminded me that I wasn't alone in this house, someone is watching me or following me, I tried again to find out who it was but to no succes, it really made me frustrated at some point like if you eat my food at least leave a thank you note or tell me i'm a good cook. I sat down infront of Brahms and shoved the food infront of him, talking to myself made me sound like i'm insane, would I be able to ever see that man again, when looking back he did have a mask on, it really reassembled Brahms in a way, white mask and a porcelain face, is it some duo thing the Heelshires did, having they're workers wear masks or something? But that would mean that me and Malcom would also wear one when being here, okay maybe not Malcom since he is here only once a week but me, maybe since i'm new here to not freak me out since they already did that with telling me that I was here to babysit they're son who is a doll.

It made the job easier I must say, but it also made it more boring since nothing special or exciting happend, always the usual things, reading, listening to music, cleaning traps and put the food in the freezer and that in a loop 24/7, not the be rude but how did they do this for 20 years, I understand now why they wanted to go on a vacation jeez anyone would go mad doing the same all the time with no end to it, maybe the death of Brahms made them scared of new things, I could understand that, new things are scary, doing the same means no new things, just doing the regular thing with not surpires that can scare you.

Looking at Brahms and seeing I had been staring at him this whole time made me blush a little out of discomfort, I stood up quickly grabbing both plates, placing his food in the tupperware and into the fridge and cleaning both the plates, I didn't want to turn around just yet, he made me uncomfortable for some reason...

Grabbing a pen and some paper I wrote down Do you think i'm a good cook? And placing it on top of the tupperware, I really hope I get a responce, it could make me feel less lonely if they're indeed was someone living with me.

Because happiness is a memory

it exists because at the same time

the reverse is also true

I mean this: because happiness

reminds us of happiness it pursues

us and therefore we flee from it

and vice versa, I mean this: that we

look for happiness because it

hides in our memories and

vice versa, I mean this: happiness

must exist somewhere at some time because

we remember it and it reminds us.

Poems it's something me and Brahms both like, if I read something that he doesn't like I would hear a bang on the walls, meaning I should stop and find something else, at the beginning when I didn't know what it meant I continued reading he broke a mirror in one of the bathrooms, I took note that when I do something that i'm not allowed to do or if he finds it boring he would bang on the walls, I know its not Brahms doing this, he is a doll he can't do things like that, I believe its the man I met that rainy night when he took Brahms, I don't know why he doesn't show himself anymore i've already seen him so it wouldn't scare me again as it did that night, the sudden banging on the walls that scares me.

I placed the book away that I was reading and made my way to the piano, I placed Brahms next to me and started playing a song that one of the cleaning ladies that I had when I was young play for me, it gave comfort, something from when I was young, something from home.

I love dinner, warm meals and good dessert, I wasn't a breakfast girl I was never hungry in the morning so I would usually skip it, but most of the time I couldn't eat breakfast, the work I had was always first then food, it became a routine skipping breakfast, but here.. Skipping wasn't a option I had to give Brahms his food and work was less so I had more free time then normal.

For me this was also some kind of vacation of course I was still working, but not what I was used to do, for me this new, was exiting to do, it broke my normal schedule and made a whole different one, it gave me the feeling I had more time to take a relaxing breath instead of holding it in to finish all the work I had, time stopped here, if it wasn't for the old grandpa clock in the hallway you couldn't tell time apart, only when the sun came up and the sun set, they're were no cars here to make a background noise or any talking people, only birds chirping and the good part.. The smell of the forest, it is so relaxing just standing outside and just smelling the classic smell of the forest enter your noise, I will never get used to it I will really miss it when I go back home that makes me think when are the Heelshires returning? It has been 2 weeks since they left it would be time for them to come home, maybe Malcom knows he will come tomorow for the next payment and groceries.