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Spinner's End was a run-down area lined up with beaten down brick houses and surrounded by a dirty river. One two-storied house in particular on this street was filled with the regular occurrences of yelling and signs of abuse. A small girl with deep red hair was walking along the street holding the hand of an older girl with shoulder-lengthened blonde hair.
"Tuney?" the curious young red-head asked. She was staring intently at the cob-webbed window which the insides of the house were dimly lit and filled with the shadowy outline of a man who was presumed to be yelling.
"Yes Lily?" the blonde girl let go of her sister's hand and walked along and completely ignored the yelling as if it didn't exist. She seemed completely uninterested and wanted to hurry home as it was getting dark.
"Petunia, why do they always shout so much?" Lily stopped in her tracks and surveyed the house. The house looked like it was never taken care of. Spinner's End was never a nice street to begin with since it was near a neglected river and an industrial mill. However, people on this street tried to make the best of their homes even though they were not as fortunate.
Petunia looked back at her sister in a quizzical way. "Do not meddle in other people's affairs Lily, no family is perfect. Hurry Lily! We have to be home soon or else Mum and Dad will be upset that we were out this late." Petunia turned around and slowly started walking away from her sister. Suddenly, there was a sound of a loud crack and Petunia sharply spun around to see that the window that was formerly occupied by the shadows of a yelling man was now non-existent as the shards of glass trickled onto the dying brown grass.
Lily was horrified at the sight and stared wide-eyed at the emptiness of this dimly lit house. The occupants seem to had moved to another part of the house thankfully before this situation occurred. However, on the second-story was a young pale boy watching this red-headed girl with a surprised look on his face as his mouth was partly gaping. Lily looked up and noticed the young boy who had shoulder lengthened black hair which partly covered his face. She noticed he had shabby clothing which was not much of a surprise considering the house he was living in. Petunia had suddenly grabbed her sister's hand and sprinted towards the house so they would not be blamed for this incident. Lily had a last look at the young boy who was staring quite intensely at her with his mouth still hanging open.
As soon as the two girls entered their home, Petunia pushed her little sister against a wall as she was panting. "What did you do Lily! What happened back there?"
The little girl winced and was taken aback by the intensity of her sister's tone. "T-Tuney, I swear, I didn't do anything! One second I was just staring at the window and the next second, the glass just..."
"Girls! What's going on over here?" A sandy haired man appeared leaning on the wall with a newspaper in his hand and was looking at his daughters as his glasses rested loosely on his nose.
"Lily! It's Lily! There's some weird stuff going on with her! Every time I'm with her, something unusual happens! She acts really weird sometimes!" Petunia shrieked with a scared look upon her face. Lily looked up at her father in disbelief. She knew odd things would happen sometimes but she never thought she was the cause of any of it.
"Tuney, calm down and go get some rest in your room. I'm sure all these occurrences were strictly coincidences. There's nothing wrong with your sister. Now, you both make sure you get home earlier next time if you guys want to have fun." Their father calmly stated.
Petunia pouted and gave a glaring look to her younger sister and stomped up the stairs heading to her room. Suddenly, a woman appeared next to her husband with the most beautiful green eyes that have ever existed. She looked concerned as she was looking at her daughter and husband.
"Sorry we were out so late, it was my fault, not Tuney's." Lily had simply stated.
"Dear, don't worry all right? Petunia is just a little sensitive." The woman had bore a beautiful widened smile. "It's late though so you should be asleep now; don't forget to wash up before bed!" She leaned on her husband with her two hands on his shoulder.
"Okay! Goodnight Mum, Goodnight Daddy!" The little girl sprang up each step and walked by her sister's room. Her sister was cursing and making a lot of noise as if she were re-decorating her room. After she had gotten ready for bed, Lily had decided to just stare at the ceiling and think. She wondered if she really was weird. It wasn't the first time she witnessed a window that broke into shards. There have been some strange occurrences in her life but it was probably a coincidence like her father had said. However, what Lily was thinking most of that night was about that pale boy with the long black hair that stood and stared at her from the second-story window.
Here we go! That was the first chapter and there is more to come! I hope you have enjoyed it for now.