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Leighton pulled her long black hair into a high bun while she slipped her small feet into a new pair of runners. She stumbled her way to the front door tripping over multiple objects and running into her grandmothers shelf, *KAABANG!!*.The beautiful wooden box on the top of the mantelpiece (which is on the other side of the room) fell off, smashing into three pieces, "what?...ok..." 'Dingdong'Dingdong!' Leighton shuffled to the front door "hello?" She crocked looking around, "these people have to stop with these pranks" she said with a growl while she slammed the door. Leighton hopped to the scene of the box while she fixed up the state of her shoes. She picked up the three pieces and the content of the box which was scattered around the fireplace. She placed all the pieces onto the table and fixed it with screws and nails which she found in her dads work area, she then placed all the things back into the box and returned it to the mantelpiece. A piercing light shone into her left eye, she looked down and picked up a necklace with a dark red stone. *deep breathing* Leighton panicked, turning around frantically and landing on her backside. "HELLO!??...." Nothing was there. She stood back up rubbing her back and looked at her hand, the necklace was gone.

"Leighton!"
"Blahhsuhhej" she yelled.
"Woahh calm down sweetheart, it's just us" her father laughed.
" ohh heyyy... Mum...dad" she said while rubbing the back of her neck.
"It's getting late love, you should go to bed" her mum whispered.
"Ok, yeah I should go to bed. Goodnight."

--LATER ON THAT NIGHT--
Leighton was laying on her bed while she was scrolling thru her phone,
*deep breathing coming from the back corner of her room*
she ripped out her earphones.
"...hello?..."
---Nothing---
"...okay..."

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⏰ Last updated: Jul 29, 2015 ⏰

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