arrival

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It was the dead of night when they arrived. "We're here." The 3 of them hoped out of their cart as Mark unpacked.
   (Y/N) looked at the gaint house they were staying in. It old and creepy. Not to metton the hanging thingie in the center of the town which give her/him a chill. "Papa what's that?" Mark turn to where he/she was pointing at. "That my child is a place where they hang people." Her/his dead turn into excitement " so it's a  place where meet or a gaint swing." Mark shook his head. "No. When someone is hanged they put a rope around there neck. One end tied to the big arm. And the they are put on a chair and they push them off." (y/n) cut him off "do they die papa?" Mark resume. "Yes." Her/his fear returned "is that going to happen to us papa?" Amy hearing the whole thing rushed over. Grab marks hat hit him with it and picked up the child. "Of course not sweetie. That's why you can't tell anyone our secret okay?" He/she noded. "Good now let's find somewhere to slip we have a big day tomorrow. " Amy and (y/n) stepped into the house. " well this place could use a lil tidy up wouldn't you say. (Y/n)" the child sneezed when the dust reached his/her nose before giving a mhmm. back outside Mark was baffled. Grabed the luggage and heading. Amy grabed the lantern witch Mark balancing on his hat. Amy made a small pallet on the floor and layed (y/n) on it. "Goodnight sweetheart." Giving him/her a kiss on his/her head. The child drifted back to sleep and Amy started unpacking without speaking to mark. Mark threw his hands up "WELL WHAT I SAY."Amy grabbing a blanket turned to him. "You said you wouldn't do it." Mark was confused by her. "Do what?" She replied "you said wouldn't scare him/her." Mark rolled. "Oh come on how was that scaring him/her I was explaining what that was. What did you want me to say." "I would have wanted you to say ' that's where go to die.' Oh something like that. Not giving all the details." Mark could not believe this women. "Well dear equals respect how do you want him/her to respect me without fear." Amy walked right up to him "we are talking about our daughters/son not your worker." She picked the child in the blanket and walked up stairs. "Amy....." Mark looked at the ceiling.       "women."

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