"Secrets, life would be boring without secrets, don't you
think?"
- M. Night Shyamalan
Fay had just arrived from Britain. The boats were so large to Fay, she had been eleven at the time. The skirt of Fay's dress floated in the wind. The air smelt of fresh johnnycakes. Wood was being chopped only some feet away from were the boats came in. Fay and her family walked through the welcoming village. Her father had sent a letter over seas and it was to have a house be built in the village called 'linden village' because his brother Samuel had settled there. That was about over a year before Fay and her parents came to New England.
Even as Fay arrived she felt a strange presence. Soon enough she and her parents were on a horse and buggy to the village which had been in a whole other state. They went from Virginia to Massachusetts. It had been a very long trip; it was a two week trip. The buggy came to a stop and woke Fay from her sleep. "Here we are Linden village." The father said. Fay and her mother smiled. The house was a beautiful mahogany color. Luckily Fay's father was rich. "Adam! How are you?" Sam yelled as he came walking up. "Sam." Adam, Fay's father called out. Sam gave him a bear hug. "How do you like the house?" Sam said with a smile on his face. "It's wonderful. I love it and I'm sure Helga and Fay do too." Fay walked out from behind her mother and said "It's very lovely." Sam smiled again. "You've grown up so much since the last time I saw you." He picked up Fay and went in a circle really fast to make Fay laugh. Helga, Fay's mother did not speak for she had gone mute when after her second child had died of a disease.
The village seemed nice and quite. There was pumpkin patches and apple trees all around. Not far away was a great forest, but when Fay looked at it she got a strange vibe and a chill ran down her back.
- M. Night Shyamalan
Fay had just arrived from Britain. The boats were so large to Fay, she had been eleven at the time. The skirt of Fay's dress floated in the wind. The air smelt of fresh johnnycakes. Wood was being chopped only some feet away from were the boats came in. Fay and her family walked through the welcoming village. Her father had sent a letter over seas and it was to have a house be built in the village called 'linden village' because his brother Samuel had settled there. That was about over a year before Fay and her parents came to New England.
Even as Fay arrived she felt a strange presence. Soon enough she and her parents were on a horse and buggy to the village which had been in a whole other state. They went from Virginia to Massachusetts. It had been a very long trip; it was a two week trip. The buggy came to a stop and woke Fay from her sleep. "Here we are Linden village." The father said. Fay and her mother smiled. The house was a beautiful mahogany color. Luckily Fay's father was rich. "Adam! How are you?" Sam yelled as he came walking up. "Sam." Adam, Fay's father called out. Sam gave him a bear hug. "How do you like the house?" Sam said with a smile on his face. "It's wonderful. I love it and I'm sure Helga and Fay do too." Fay walked out from behind her mother and said "It's very lovely." Sam smiled again. "You've grown up so much since the last time I saw you." He picked up Fay and went in a circle really fast to make Fay laugh. Helga, Fay's mother did not speak for she had gone mute when after her second child had died of a disease.
The village seemed nice and quite. There was pumpkin patches and apple trees all around. Not far away was a great forest, but when Fay looked at it she got a strange vibe and a chill ran down her back.
