this is a story about paige she is just a little girl and is still coming to terms with her mothers death paige was with her mother when she died, also paige was never adopted

i do not own anything to do with charmed but aaron spelling did R.I.P

I must've been in a dithering state for a while because I was suddenly brought back, by a tickle on my neck, it was warm and damp. I turned around slowly, my eyes open wide; it was a thing that had been following me. I couldn't think straight, I ran straight into the house I'd just found, slamming the door shut.

Once inside I couldn't help but feel safe in this warm, cinnamon smelling house.

As soon as I'd got my breath into a regular rhythm I felt around for a light switch, and flicked it on.

The hallway was bathed in a soft homely light.

There was a banging on the door. I released a squeal that was very unearthly, there was movement upstairs, I was too tired to run so I just stood there shivering helpless.

"What are you doin' here at this time of night?" a voice growled from the stairs, there were three people standing there.

"Um" I began, but as soon as I had produce the u the man knew what I was going to say.

"You were being followed weren't you?" he asked a little less gruffer this time.

"Yes" I mumbled feebly

"That's been happening a lot recently, there's a man over there;" he pointed southwards, " he's lonely you see, tends to take people here and there, don't worry about It." He looked at his watch

"It's 4 in the morning, you can stay in the spare bedroom until you have woken up and had breakfast."

I thanked them and went upstairs to the spare bedroom and slept.

Later on that night I heard a voice it sounded like my sister, Prue, I could feel a hand on my shoulder. The voice was saying, "It's only a dream." I sat up and looked around. I was in my bedroom with my sister at the end of my bed, tackling my flailing hands, trying to calm me down.

"Prue" I said, " every time I close my eyes I see him the man who hurt mum."

"Paige, honey, you've been through a lot but everything will be ok, I promise."

She pulled me into a hug, "now you get some sleep, and we can talk about this in the morning." Prue whispered tucking me in

"Night Prue" I whispered back.