It had been 7 days since the, quote unquote, "incident". Never in my life would I have imagined that my parents' lives would be taken away so horribly. Getting off track. I had ran away. I had been put in an orphanage where I was left alone in a room. No food, no water. Not even a bed. Only rats to keep me company. Quite honestly, it was more like an insane asylum. Ever since I got into that, "orphanage" I could hear these screams. I knew they weren't coming from the building I was currently in. So, as I grew tired of this empty feeling, I climbed out of my window. Escaped. I had been looking for at least an abandoned house or shack to stay in for a few days. It took me 4 days, but I managed to get lost in a forest. Eventually, I found a shack that would suffice. I stayed there for only a few hours. Afraid of being found by the terrible orphanage ladies, I found an ocean and swam. I did not care where to. I just swam. A strange island appeared on the horizon. Was this a mirage? I could hear the screams getting even more faint as I swam towards the island.
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Miss Peregrine's Home for Peculiar Children: Fanfiction
FanficIt is 1985. Niamh [your character] gets away from her horrible past and stumbles upon a strange remote island off the coast of Wales, where she discovers a time loop.
