Urban Legend

I want to write about the legend of a house in my neighborhood. when I was a child, there was not enough water and I, toguether with my brothers and my neighbors had to take water up from another neighborhood. On one side of my neighborhood there was a house that some people said that it was witched and if we crossed to that side of the house would eat us. We were afraid and we crossed next to the other house because we didn't want that the house ate us. Long time ago, I crossed next to that house and I found a person living there and that person was the responsable of our fear. Now there is a family living in this house. I understand the problem now and I think that our mothers didn't want us to stop while we were returning home or doing any errands.