My brain felt groggy, as I tried to grasp for air, my lungs blew it back out before I got a proper flow.
"You take the parents, I'll get Lydia" a familiar voice called out.
I could not see, my ears could barely listen into the voices as they rang.
"You hit your head mighty hard, Mr. Clayton" the voice sang.
"DONT TOUCH HIM, LEAVE HIM ALONE!!" I called out, now frantic by the rustling.
"Shhhh, calm down my little butterfly, all is well"
"Who are you?!" I cried.
"Night night, Lyds"
The world turned dark again.
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Greendale
FanficLydia Clayton, 17 year old free spirit moves to the small town of Greendale where the paranormal activity never sleeps. She lands a job at the local bookstore where she gets an up close look at the strangest family in Greendale, The Spellmans. ...
