Thread:Yisroel1/@comment-38029853-20190710014031/@comment-35776050-20190712020402

here's what i had today:

The Clark’s were nice enough.

At least, that’s what Lana thought. They’d accepted her warm welcome and introduced themselves kindly. They even invited her to their daughter’s 12thbirthday party, and seemed genuinely disappointed when she’s informed them she already had plans that day.

But her other neighbors didn’t quite think so.

When the Clark’s moved onto their quiet block, the level of gossip between all the ladies reached a whole new high. Stories and rumors and whispers circled their way around the neighborhood, and people became afraid.

I heard Mrs. Clark killed her baby.

Someone told me that Mr. Clark abuses his children.

And those weren’t even the worst of them. Some even claimed they saw the new family doing magic and sorcery through the basement windows.

Of course, being the practical and honest person Lana was, she didn’t believe the incredulous stories. But then one day, while walking home from her friend’s house two blocks away, Lana caught a glimpse of flashing light coming from the Clark’s house. Feeling rather curious and nosy that day, Lana decided to peek through the front windows and see what was going on.

It was only at that moment, when she saw Mrs. Clark and her daughter with glowing eyes, chanting to each other in a strange language, that Lana believed those rumors.