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@arindown

Yeah, good idea!

Well, I’ll share Marrill bc she is basically me lol!

She’s 13, has shoulder-length hair (it’s red, which mine isn’t lol!) She’s an only child…okay so a few things that aren’t like me haha! She loves animals and owns tons of them.

And here’s a snippet from her…

Marrill bounced along the dusty road in the back of their Subaru. Her rat was contentedly nestled in her hoodie, while the rest of her pets were in their cages in the back.

Her mind flew over the past few days. After she had come home from school, that perfect Friday was ruined. Turning the corner of her street she had stopped dead in her tracks, the For Sale sign that had stood in front of her home for months now had a big SOLD sticker across it.

She rushed into her house calling out as she ran “Mom? Dad?”

Her mother met her in the hall “Honey, everything’s going to be fine” she soothed, stroking her hair.

The next few hours flew by in a blur for her, she had packed up all her stuff and put her animal cages in the back of their car. Her dad arranged for moving vans, and the next day they had set out for their new house.

She smiled remembering the last hours of her time there, she had texted all her friends (including Ricky) and they met at the library a few minutes later. Everyone had been sad to learn she was moving, and some tears were shed before she finally headed home, Ricky’s mailing address in her pocket.

Blasting music startled her out of her musings, her dad had put on an Eagles CD. She smiled, watching as her dad reached out and grabbed her mother’s hand, “Together” he said and her mom beamed.

Hotel California was just coming on when she drifted into sleep.

The tug woke Marrill. She sat up looking around her. She was surrounded by tall trees, a small house squatted in front of her, it seemed to be beckoning her.

There it was again the indistinct tug.

It seemed to be trying to pull her to the house, she got out of the car and slowly walked toward it. Her mom and dad got out of the car also and called to her “Hold on honey, we need to unlock the door.”

She stopped and waited while her dad fumbled with the lock. When he finally got the door unlocked, he opened it and stepped aside letting her and her mom go in first.

The tug was stronger on the inside, she looked around there was nothing but a painting on the wall of an old man holding a rifle, she ignored the painting and ran up the stairs. There were three stories, she skipped the second and ran all the way to the third.

Two rooms were all the third story held, one to her left, and one at the end of the hall.

Her eyes glued to the door at the end of the hall, and a weird sensation came over her the tug was extremely irresistible now. She started forward, her legs moving without her permission. “Help!” she tried screaming but nothing came out of her mouth.

She came to the door and her hand moved toward the handle slowly turning the knob. Again she tried screaming and again in vain. She was inside the room now but instead of a room, she was inside a forest. And not far from her sat a boy, coffee in hand mouth agape.

Okay, hopefully, that wasn’t too long haha!