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"Jason, don't be such a baby; it's just a graveyard filled with misty fog." Ember little rolled her eyes at her ten year old brother at they stood in the yard of their new house.

"Yeah, I graveyard that's just across the street from us. It's creepy, and so it the street name." Jason little responded to his older sister, who nodded in response.

"Fear Street is more weird than creepy. It makes me think of Elm Street. You know, that street where Freddy Kruger kills oll the people in their dreams?" Ember said, grinning when her brother shuttered. The truth was she loved the name. Ember Little loved anything scary, gross or creepy.

"Come on, Ember, you know I didn't like those movies; why'd you have to tell me that?" Jason whined, crossing his arms. Ember only smiled innocently.

"Whatever do you mean?" She asked and Jason glared at his older sister.

"Hey, you two, don't start fighting and come help move things into the new house." Marcus Little, Ember and Jason's father shouted from the doorway, helping a mover carry in the dinning room table.

The two kids looked away from the erry graveyard, turned around to face the house. Ember and her brother walked into the moving van. Ember picked up her book of posters while she saw her brother lift his big bean bag chair, carrying it over his head with a goofy smile on his freckled face.

Ember was sure that Jason was adopted since he looked nothing like the rest of them. Jason had short, shaggy brown hair, green eyes with glasses that covered them. Three freckles covered each cheek. His face itself was a bit chubby while the rest of his body was well built.

Now Ember had long dirty blond wavy hair with soft brown eyes. She had no freckles nore glasses and her face was round but not chubby. Ember's body was thin and curved out at her hips. She was wearing jeaned shorts so people could see how smooth and soft looking her legs were.

Lilly Little had short blond hair, blue eyes, no freckles yet was a little chubby and Marcus Little had think black hair along with a mustash and was firmly built. So Ember had no idea who Jason got his looks from.

"I call this room." Jason yelled as he ran through the downstairs hall to the room the movers were taking his things. Ember only rolled her eyes as she took her box of posters upstairs. Before they had moved to Shadyside her parents had already agreed to let Jason have the downstairs bedroom while they and Ember would take the upstairs one.

Jason was sort of a sleep walker and the Litter parents were a bit frightened their son would fall down the stairs if his bedroom was up their. They didn't have to worry too much though. Jason had a problem with heights, even if it was the second floor of a house. He had once explained he felt that he could fall through the floor to the first floor below.

Ember thought it was a bit embarrassing since when ever they went to a mall or anything else with a second or more floor, Jason would get this scared and nervous look on his face. He would make someone hold his hand and he would stay as fall away from the railing if there was one.

Ember smiled as she entered her new bedroom and was very pleased when the window faced the graveyard. Ember was even more pleased when she saw that her pet snake was in it's cage beside her bed.

"Hello, Severus, how do you like our new home?" She coed to the snake, who lifted it's head and flicked it's tongue out. Ember laughed and set her box of posters on the floor before she walked over to the window to look out at the graveyard.

The view was a whole lot better from where she was now. She could now see tomes and headstones over the fog. Ember could even see the far side of the graveyard, where trees seemed to form to make a forest. Ember blinked when she saw someone exit the graveyard since she wasn't she if it was a trick of the mist fog or not. Yet, a youngish boy, maybe Jason's age, came out and was walking towards the house.

"Who is that? While, seemingly Jason is about to make a friend." Ember whispered to herself as she saw the boy look up............... right at her.

The boy suddenly wagged a finger, a sign most people used on animals to tell them to come here. Ember frowned a little in confusion so she pointed to herself, earning a nod from the boy.

'What does he want with me?' Ember thought to herself as she turned around, leaving her room to go downstairs before outside to meet with the boy.

"Hey, you and you're family is new, right?" The boy asked once Ember stepped outside. Now that she was closer, Ember saw that the boy wore a really baggy T-shirt, with small cuts near the shoulders and his baggy pants had rips in the knees.

"Yes, we just moved here; as you can see from the moving van." Ember pointed out to the large vehicle.

"And you can to Fear Street to live?" The boy asked, not seeming at all happy. Instead, he looked worried, concerned and even a little scared. It was confusing.

"It was my parent's decision, but yes." Ember nodded, wondering why this boy seemed so worried and scared. Without any warning the boy grabbed Ember's wrist "Hey, what the........"

"Here, take this and hang it in your window." The boy cut her off, slapping a cross in her hand. "It will keep away the evil spirts that may try to get in. Be warned that it will do nothing to the harmless spirts." The boy finished and ran off back to the graveyard before Ember could ask for it. The girl sighed deeply and in confusion as she watched after the boy.

'What was that all about? Spirts? Was he kidding me? If not, why did he seem so serious and scared?' The girl thought to herself before she looked down at the cross. It was silver with red gems at each corner. It was made of a smooth metal.

"Ember, stop standing there and help us." Lilly Little, the mother, called from the moving van, carrying three boxes of things to the house.

"Coming." Ember called, stuffing the cross in her pocket and running over to help finish unpack.