Cousin1 p.o.v:
We ran to our neighbors house and as she told us that Noone has ever stayed in that house for more than two weeks tendrils of terror curled into our stomachs.

Your p.o.v:

My elder cousin(cousin 2) asked her:"what should we do now?". And as she said those words her voice whined like a dentist's drill, we stayed at our neighbor's house for that time and during that we could hear a sound of the knife which scrapes on the whetstone from the demon house. That house was really a jinx. My younger cousin's (cousin1) brain was unconscious and her eyed were as if a vampire would glare at you. She tried to enter that house; as my elder cousin and I pulled her the entrance door opened................ We could see it there sitting wearing a black robe, playing with the knives hiding in the dark repeating:"welcome to your doom". We were screaming in the middle of the night when my father returned running.

Narrator's p.o.v: I think this is not bad so the next paragraph is going to be the last. If you have some suggestions for a new book please inform me.