Creative writing

It was fondly known by my parents and by my uncles as the gingerbread house . To a regular architect or an engineer , it could never seem more than just a house on the hill but the memories that my family and I have had in that place have made it a gingerbread house

A cursory glance at the structure will show that it was probably the brainchild of a madman or an eccentric artist . For one thing , of the steps were ever even . The first step up to the porch was a foot

wider than the rest and followed by a narrow step , about half a foot wide , directly above . This was a constant source of family bloopers and entertainment as nobody could ever master the secret of those stairs

Not only the steps were out of proportion as the windows too were unevenly made . Looking at the windows would lead one to think that a crazy mathematician had decided to try his hand at house design . The windows were never the same shape nor of the same size . The two front windows were square and round . The window to the right was a perfect circle , like the spectacles of a wizard and the window to the left looked like a waffle that had the insides removed and hung on the wall

The thing that most made the house seem like the gingerbread house from fable would be the little plates that were hung all over the walls of the house . Little plates of all colors , shapes and sizes , looking like tiny dewdrop buttons on the yellow walls . One plate looking like a cherry , another like walnuts on a pancake . And the tiny shards that were broken by an excited dog who thought that the house was edible made it seem as if there were sugar sprinkles all over the house

This was our gingerbread house . A house that made no sense but a house that d the senses and brought out the inner child of everyone

We called it the Gingerbread House . Don 't be fooled by the name . It 's not the gingerbread house because of the house being good enough to eat it 's the gingerbread house because , if one remembers correctly , the wicked witch who ate children lived there

This was the house that nobody wanted to ever visit nor come near Nothing about the house made sense . Everything was out of proportion like a hag 's nose . The house was a bright yellow and legend has it that it was never painted fully till the back because the witch had eaten the painter . The yellow color as meant to attract children to the house the way a venus flytrap brings its victims in

Under the pale moonlight , the house did indeed look like it had the pro of a witch . The uneven steps on the front porch were like the crooked teeth of a hag 's smile . The eyes were the windows , one seemingly...