This is not what the prompt said to do - The Pocket Muse

Prompt:  Write About someone who is pretending to be someone or something that he is not

What I wrote is not quite what this wanted.  I don't know where I went wrong but... 

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A normal neighborhood like all the others housed a normal home on a dead end street.  The neighbors saw the comings and goings as normal.  Who wouldn't.  The family of five just moved in.  The father, a carpenter, worked to restore the old plantation like home to its former glory, according to his contract with the perk of a rent free stay.  It would take a lot of work but he was good at it.  The mother worked in the home and did the best she could keeping the old place showroom ready.  The two older siblings, a boy and a girl attended the local high school as a sophomore and a freshman respectfully.  Their younger sibling, a rambunctious little girl of six, roamed fearlessly around the old home finding treasures and hiding places.  But more hides in the darkness.  Everyone knew it was there but no one spoke of it, even to the new tenants until it was too late.  It watched them.  It watched her, the fearless one.  The one who might discover him.  He needed to keep her away until he completed his work.
The neighbors heard it occasionally and feared what lived there.  No one stayed long enough to find out what it was.  They simply called it the 'House Demon'.  The inhabitants heard it growl whenever they ventured into a dark recess.  They glimpsed a shadow just outside of view.  It appeared harmless if not a bit unnerving so they remained.  He remained.  But it's only a matter of time before their paths collide.
Prelude to WIP:  Monster Plantation