"You're welcome". Noah said.

He was unsure how he woke up, but he thinks it was because there were new tenets. He heard the house owner say that there would be some new people coming in soon and to behave. He wasn't sure whether she had been talking to him or the cats.

Noah gives one last look at the girl laying down in the bed. It seemed she wasn't able to see him yet. Well, that was fine with him as Noah was shy and unsure how to talk to women.

But one thing that he was sure of was that it was not appropriate and definitely creepy to watch a woman sleep, so he left the room.

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I woke up feeling rested. I stretch out, pointing toes out and hands over my head. I then roll over and stretch out my back. Stretching is an important morning ritual for me.

After that I go into the bathroom to check out these hygiene products that were bought and left for me. I walk in and take a better look at the bathroom than I did yesterday and am surprised at how luxurious it is.

I was expecting things to be a little simpler, it being a log cabin and all. There was a deep bathtub that almost looked like a hot tub and a standing shower. The sink was nice and... there was a standing mirror on the wall.

I might have to find something to throw over that. I shudder. I then go under the sink to where the new supplies were kept. There were unopened bottles of shampoo and conditioner, as well as body wash, bubble bath, bath bombs, lotions, nail clippers, tweezers... And various other things. This... Really is a good place to rest and recuperate before re-integrating into society.

I don't feel hungry yet so I decided that I should start by cleaning this floor and then reward myself with a nice bubble bath. This one would be nice and relaxing, unlike my last one.

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I halt mid-step but put it out of my head with a quick shake. No more thinking about that. I am here to move on after all. I march out of the bathroom and change into some fresh clothes, a loose t-shirt and capri leggings.

Now that I was dressed for it, I started cleaning the second floor. I began with the room that I claimed as mine and then cleaned the other room on the floor. Interestingly enough there were no sticky notes in this room.

Hmm, some ghost activity, or coincidence? Who’s to say? I vacuum, sweep, scrub and polish until the two rooms are up to my high standards. Okay, what room is next, for some reason I have a hard time recalling how many rooms there are.

I sniff the air. There it was again, the smell of fresh flowers. Okay I shall follow my nose. I leave my cleaning supplies in the hallway, not wanting to lug all of it around with me.

I feel the air get a bit warmer the closer I move to the room. When I walked in, I was in awe of what I saw. What was this magical fairy land?

"This place isn't just haunted... It's blessed, magical, AMAZING." I spread my arms out and spin around gracefully. "Seriously though this place is bigger on the inside." I say.

I walk slowly, taking time to admire each plant and flower. The flowers were in many different colors and shades. There were lilies, gardenias, roses, hanging vines with and without flowers, I didn’t know the name for most of them. I wasn’t even sure that I had named any of the plants right!

Off in the corner was even a pond with water lilies, a pond in a building?

There were also soft brown wicker chairs with red cushions and a few small tables interspersed in the garden. "I feel as though I will be spending a lot of time in here."

I smile at the thought. Yes, this was most definitely something I needed. “I wish that I could stay here longer than a year” I commented to myself. “But who is taking care of this place?”

I lean in examining some of the flowering plants, whoever it is has a green thumb for sure. “Thank you!" I say out loud in case the person who was taking care of this place was nearby.

There was no cleaning that needed to be done in this room. It was clearly lovingly cared for. I sit down at the cute table in there just to enjoy the warm humid air on my skin. I notice something on the table. It was another note.

'Thank you for coming when you did. I almost wasn't able to take care of the flowers anymore. I hope you enjoy being in this room as much as I do.'

"I do oh secret note leaver. I love this room!" I called out.

Does this mean that he was around somewhere? Well, he must have a reason for only leaving notes. I will respect this and hope that I can eventually win his trust enough for him to appear in front of me.

Haha, maybe he was like a cat, you just have to leave him treats and wait until he warms up to you. "I wonder what you would like as a treat?” What do ghosts like as treats, is it a ghost leaving notes? If it’s a person, they are seriously sneaky.

I knew that it was time for me to leave this room for now. It made me sad, but I would be able to enter it any time I want for the next year, and that thought made me happy. I walked from the solarium/garden and the next room I came upon was... Holy cats seriously!