Moving into Death

Rylee, a lonely 10 year old girl finds an interesting looking gemstone while exploring in the garden of her new home. She soon becomes captivated by it and, oblivious to its actual power as a magic crystal, takes it home. After a while, when she notices some weird goings-on around the house, valuables going missing, people getting hurt etc she becomes apprehensive. She tries to tell her parents to no avail. Will she be able to convince them of the crystal's true powers before it's too late for them all?


2. The Crystal

"I'm bored!" I whined as Dad frustratedly unpacked our belongings.

"You know what might help cure your boredom?" He said with a hint of sarcasm in his voice.

"What?" I replied enthusiastically.

"If you helped to unpack these boxes, you lazy little girl!" He replied fiercely.


He must have noticed how upset I got because he replied softly, "I'm sorry, pet. I'm just tired. Why don't you go outside and explore the huge garden we have now?"

"OK, Dad" I replied happily and excitedly jogged out the back door and down the garden.


I galloped around the perimeter of the garden - that's one thing about me, I don't run, I gallop. Even in races at the school sports day - and noticed Dad watching me and smiling from inside the house. I didn't know whether it was because he knew I was having fun or if he was glad to be rid of me - sometimes people find me slightly annoying.


I slowed down to a walk when I came to the oak trees at the bottom of the garden. I walked around and hopped over the roots and then I saw something. It was purple and glistening in the evening sun. It was pretty. I bent down to see what it was and noticed it was a strange crystal, like something you would see in a shop that sells ornamental angels and fairies. It was only when I touched it that I started hearing voices. Children's voices. They sounded lonely, like me. They said things like "Hello, Rylee." I wondered how they knew my name but not enough to care. I held it up to my ear and I heard the voices saying, "We're so lonely. Will you be our friend?"


I found myself scared yet captivated by it. I wanted to put it down but I couldn't bring myself to do so.


I noticed my mam coming down the garden so I quickly pocketed the crystal and galloped up to meet her. As we were walking back to the house, I thought I heard laughing but just settled it down to the wind blowing through the leaves and branches of the oak trees.

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