1 Beginning of the Haunt

It was mid-summer in Dawkins, Massachusetts and the air was beyond refreshing to Melanie Limens. She absolutely loved everything about her new home. Finally she found her place in this world and it's all thanks to her adoptive parents Jennifer and Kyle Limens. She knew this was where she belonged. Nothing could be more perfect to her on their ranch with all the animals she could love her hate and anger out of from her biological nothings. That's what they were to her, nothing. At ten, she was dropped off at the orphanage in Nordale, California and never heard from her family again. She wondered if it was her fault but what if they were in trouble. She didn't want to think about it too much because it always hurt. Now she was sixteen and had a wonderful family. It is very rare to be adopted after toddler years because you aren't cute or cuddly anymore. Tonight would be her first full night with her permanent family. She has explored a lot but there was so much left to explore. The Limens lived on a twelve acre farm with three ranches and over a thousand animals. They had two families that helped care for the ranch and they were the Conswalas and the Dales. The Conswalas were Native Americans that left the reservation life in search for an American one and their were ten of them. Loretis Conswala and Talan Conswala and their eight children. Only three were close to her age. Leon Conswala, Tierra Conswala, and Jared Conswala. The other five were adults that stayed to themselves and raised their children. The Dales were complete opposite they were pale and sickly. They were homeless and dying when my adopted parents found them and sought for their help in return they were given a stable life. We lived off grid and I loved it. I loved every second of life until I got lost in the woods. I couldn't fathom going on a horse ride by myself would go so wrong.