This story starts somewhere in the 1800s or 1700s in Ashland, Oregon.
"We're here!" Called Billy's mother as she pointed to the large pink house.
"Pink Palace Apartments." His father said as he looked over at his son.
Billy looked at the house, he tilted his head sideways.
"Why is it pink?" He questioned.
The father looks at his son, "Well back in the 1600s a rich women had this house built for her, and had the garden in the shape of her face, in her honor. She fell down a well a few years after and was never seen again. So eventually people started moving in."
The mother smiled, "it's like living in a part of history!"
"If you like that sort of thing." Billy shrugged.
His parents ignored him.
They walked up to their section of the house, the middle section.
The large pink mansion had iron stairs that led downstairs to one apartment, and on the other side of the mansion were more iron stairs that led to another apartment upstairs.
Billy's family's part of the mansion was just like a normal house inside a house.
The movers had already gotten all their stuff inside, the movers drove off and the family headed inside.
Billy then went outside to explore.
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