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I’ve done, but the motivation is lacking considering how many other creative things I do. So I’ve been wondering about turning the story This was the place. An old house, supposedly one time residence to a family struggling with a demonic presence, which tore them apart and possessed their young daughter. A vivid and colourful history for a building that was today the scene of a triple murder-suicide: a husband shot and killed by an armed intruder, and then the gun turned on the wife and oldest son before taking his own life. The tragedy had shaken – and enthralled – the city to its core but the saddest part of it was that the two remaining children of the Peterson family were to be put into the system and due to the nature of their trauma, would probably stay there until they were old enough to leave of their Sebastian knew the system, and he knew how little help would be offered to them; Emma and Mikey Peterson would have to find their own ways to cope with what they’d been through. The chance of those coping mechanisms being healthy was slim to none. Lifting his camera rig to his shoulder, he took his time adjusting a few settings before he got into position. Miles ignored his protest entirely. Pacing in front of the house, he held his microphone proudly and muttered his introduction speech to himself over and over. The mud squelched beneath his feet, churning under the sole of his utility boots and trampling the bare lawn even further into the earth. It was a shame, for the place looked as though it was once a nice plot of land. Sebastian rolled the camera for a while, aiming first at the overgrown and sadly forgotten yard, focusing on the swing and sandbox that would never be played in by the Peterson children again. The September wind blew a gust through the willow tree, rocking the swing ever so Tired of that tragic scene, he moved his focus onto the house. The house didn’t scream ‘demonic’ – it was whitewashed cobble over two storeys, with sweet country shutters on every window and a climbing plant framing one edge all the way from the porch to the