thantophobia ; enoch

II

hayley's point of view /

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I was shocked. My grandmother told me everything. Not all of it making sense, but it all was thrown at me, and I was not ready. She told me I was something called, " Peculiar ", and there are groups of children like me, living in things called loops, under the care of something called an ymbryne, which is a female Syndrigast who can manipulate time and can take the form of a bird. Ymbrynes take care of peculiars to hide them from "the world's dangers" by creating stable time loops that can only be accessed by other peculiars to provide temporal isolation from the rest of the world. And the isolation is from my understanding, the " time loop ", that preserves the last twenty four hours, and the children and head mistress and reset it daily, and live in it, forever.

I asked my grandmother, " How do you know all of this? "

" You're dads grandfather, or my father, had the same peculiarity you do. A peculiarity is in the form of a recessive gene, and can be passed through many generations, skipping many in the process, that's why you have it, and me and your father, do not. "

I nodded, still not sure if I can wrap my head around this concept. But, nothing, nothing in the world could prepare me, for what my grandmother hit me with next. " You will have to live in a loop Hayley, you are no longer safe here, in the real world that is. "

My mouth went a gape. " What? I can't just pack up and go, and leave my family! Why would I! I can protect myself can't I? What's so unsafe out there? " I interjected.

I stood up, running my hands through my hair, pacing around my room in a fast walk, my grandmother sighing, " I don't know Hales, I really don't, but one thing I do know, is you aren't safe, I have this for you though " she said, reaching in her bag, handing me a journal, sealed shut with an elastic.

My brows furrowed, I accepted the book, examining it's features. I pulled back the elastic, and as I did, a map fell out. I took it between my fingers, and opened it. It had a whole bunch of markings. I folded it, and went back to the journal. On the first page, it read,

" To whoever the next Peculiar Child in the McKinley family may be, hello.

You are in for one heck of a journey kid. "

I stopped reading, " Did my great grandfather write this? "

" I believe so " she answered, scooting closer to me.

I continued reading the messily scribbled handwriting.

" Hopefully you've been explained everything, this includes the peculiarity you received, ymbrynes, peculiar children, and the closest loops. This journal is left half full, and you may fill it with notes once arrived at a loop.

If you would like to search for a loop, to be safe of course from the hollowgasts, may I recommend the time loop I was in, it is located in Carinholm, Wales, and is under the care of headmistress Miss Peregrine. She is a lovely lady, and will take you in. If you must use my name, my name is Harvey McKinley. She will know exactly who I am. Best wishes,

-Harvey McKinley
Written in the time loop
September the third, 1943 "

That was it. That's all I had, of course more information would be added to my brain as I continued reading, but for now, that was enough for me. I put the book my my bed and stood up. I walked towards my door, and continued my way to my bathroom.

I opened the door and closed it, locking it and sliding down my the door, my hand over my mouth to mask the sobs.

I didn't know that I would have to go into hiding.

What are Hollowgasts?

Why are they so dangerous, so dangerous I need to go into hiding?

Why do I need to go all the way to Wales, for the best care according to my great grandfather?

If I went, would the kids accept me or think I was weird?

Would I have the weirdest " peculiarity "?

Why me?

Why did I have to be born with this, this, curse?

Why couldn't it be my perfect brother?

These thoughts clouded my mind, making me even more saddened, and more frustrated, more sobs and cries came flying out of my mouth, I soon fell to the floor, crying hysterically. My chest heaving. My body going weak.

I did not want to go to this place.

If only, I could transfer this kind of pain, but unfortunately I couldn't.

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I awoke, my face sticky, as I stood up to look at my wrecked state in the mirror, hair all over the place, mascara running down my cheeks, lipstick smudged, I was a disaster.

The thoughts came flooding back. I knew I had to make a decision. I knew my parents were probably going make the decision for me, or force into going to the dammed island.

I don't want to leave London. London is beautiful. My friends are here. They're normal, I don't want to live in a house of weird, abnormal children.

I splashed my face with water, to make myself more presentable. I forced myself out of the bathroom, stumbling down the stairs, trying to catch the attention of my parents in the living room. My dad was the first one to notice my presence. He told me that my mother and himself had made a decision. The book was in his hands, clearly on the first page my great grandfather left blank, for the new peculiar child.

He told me to sit down. My mother and him sat across from me, myself sitting in the love-seat, and my parents sat, his arm around her, ready to tell me my impending doom.

" You're going to Wales " my mother said, not giving me a chance to get ready.

My heart sunk.

My hands started to tremble, my lip started to quiver, " Why " is all I was able to get out.

" Your father read some of this stuff over, you won't be safe here anymore, you need to go to Wales, you'll be safe there Hales " she said, her eyes had a look of what looked like sympathy, but it was all an act, my mother never loved me.

" But, I don't want to " I said, fighting back tears, but I wasn't sting enough, as one started rolling down my cheek, escaping my tear duct.

" There will be no discussion " my father said, closing the book, " You're going, end of conversation, pack your bags, your mother's booking a flight for us to go to Wales, first thing Sunday morning. "

It was Friday night, and time seemed to go by in the blink of an eye, because all of a sudden, I had said goodbye to my, almost normal life, and was standing outside of an odd house, about to knock on the door, but was opened, and all I could say, was the women that opened it, gave me somewhat of a flicker of hope, that my new life, won't be as terrible as I think it would be.

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a/n : okay, so I know I said these chapters will be longer, but I honestly wanna start writing about Enoch! I cannot wait, and guys, you will hate him at first, trust me, but, you will notice a change in him, and I just can't wait, I'm honestly gonna start writing after I publish this! :)

Hope you liked it, and like last time, this will be very quickly edited, so mind the mistakes x