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It had been a few days since Y/n had arrived and she had only left her room to go to breakfast and dinner - to which she never spoke at- she felt alone. She didn't actually walk to find here -as she told everyone when they asked- she was kicked out of the house everywhere she went they threw her out. Some one at least had the curtesy to drop her off here.

Every night since her parents she silently cried. Even now when they all were like her. She couldn't bare the idea of being kicked out again. Y/n was reading when a knock came. She groaned and opened the door. Their stood all the little ones, Fiona, Huge, Clair, Bronwin (sorry ik it's spelt wrong), and the twins, plus a pair of floating cloths.

"Y/n come play" they all said at once. She looked at then in shock but quickly grabbed her shoes that she could run in and the set off. First it was soccer and then basket ball and hide and seek -Millard winning like usual- Y/n sat down under the shad of a tree until she say two little men running to her. One climbed on her shoe while the other helped it. She giggled at it.

"Bring it over" yelled a voice. She looked around and saw the Enoch boy with many more of them. She picked them up and bought them to him.

"I think this is yours" she said smiling at him. He took them and apologised. "No need to apologise" he does a half smile. She descides to sit next to him. He looks at her as she examines the clay-men -not touching them- "how do they work" she asks.

"Well I moulded the clay to a shape, and then I took a mouse heart and put it In here" he said as he took a piece of clay of of one of the men and took out a small beating heart, the clay turning lifeless a few seconds later.

"That's so cool" she said excited to be learning about these. "So is that all you can do?" She question with a bit of excitement.

"No I can bring people back too, but not like they'd stay alive. Humans are harder to maintain than these clay models. I can bring them to life for a few minutes, then they go dead again" he said not being fazed.

"That's really cool, have you ever-" she was cut short by Miss peregrine.

"Come back in side for lunch" she yelled so everyone could hear her. I looked back at Enoch and we both got up not saying another word.

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