A Description of My Neighbour ¡V Auntie Bernice
Auntie Bernice lives next door. She is around five feet seven inches tall and she is very skinny. She wears black long sleeve blouse and a black skirt every day. She never takes off her black high-heels unless she goes to bed. She ties her black fluffy hair in a bun and her fringe is very untidy.
She is very pale. Her black eyes are small but very sharp. She has a long thin nose and a small mouth which always wear blood-red lipstick. She keeps a stern look on her face all the time apart from chuckling evily sometimes with her bony hands crossed tightly in front of her chest when she caught me being scolded by my parents. She looks just like an old version of Mrs Adams in the cartoon "The Adams Family".
She lives with her two grandsons. But we never see her husband or her children around. We bet she is either a widow or her husband left her because of her weirdness. We can hear screams, shouts and cries whenever her grandsons are at home. Otherwise, there would be no sound at all. The most intolerable thing about our dear neighbour is that Auntie Bernice (we are forced to call her so.) has the habit of using a kind of oil. We are not sure what kind of oil it is or how she uses it, because we never dare to ask and she would never answer any question. The smell of the oil is extremely strong. It smells like a mixture of over-ripe banana and rotten duck eggs. So every time my family and I leave the flat, we will spray some perfume or disinfectant on our handkerchiefs and cover our noses before we step out of the flat. This makes me hate her so much.
Once I saw her through the kitchen window; She was beating her younger grandson with a broomstick and he was screaming and crying and holding a ragged and torn teddy bear, shielding himself. We considered calling the police, but from that day on, we can't hear a sound from their flat, so we have decided not to speak about them anymore. | 
