The next day

The next morning me and dad went to work, he does all the chopping with some other guys while I mainly just stack the wood up . There were other houses in the forest but there were rumors of the forest being haunted so not a lot of people lived here. The only reason anyone lived here was because it was cheap. While I was on break I overheard Jake and Luke talking about one of the families. They always knew everything about everyone and I decided to go back to work right next to them. Although there was a look of annoyance from Luke but that didn’t stop him from running his mouth. “It happened to another house. The family and the house are gone everything is back to how it was. Trees are in the house’s place almost like nothing was there. It happened to the Millers this time.” As Luke said this I looked around, Mr. Miller wasn’t anywhere. “Such a shame he had the most wood out of all of us. If something did happen to him I would have liked to keep some of his belongings.” It was true, everything any of us owned was made of wood except the windows and lightbulbs, it was strange all of the tree houses were disappearing without a trace along with everything in them.

After a few more hours of working the bell marking end time finally rang. As me and Dad started to head back I decided to ask him about what happened to the Millers. “ Why didn’t Mr. Miller come to work he never misses a day of work? Did something happen?” There was a pause before my dad talked “No...he just moved that's all. It was so sudden people are just exaggerating what really happened that's all.” I didn’t realize how bad of a liar my dad is until now but I didn’t ask anymore questions, it is clear that Luke and Jake were telling the truth.

By the time we got home there was a sunset and mom had a book out, she smiled when she saw us but when I got close enough to look her in the eye I saw something like fear and dread almost like she knew something bad was going to happen but all she did was whisper in dad’s ear. When it was time for the story Alyssa handed me a marshmallow and told me the coyote was back, dad sat on the couch again but instead of mom sitting in her chair she sat on the floor next to it. Tonight it was a story about some dude named peter and his fairy sidekick tinkerbell along with his “crew” of seven kids. As I was doubting the story and what my mom thought when I said something different the floor begin to move. The floor started to replant itself, almost like it was going back to how it was before. I knew I wasn’t dreaming when Alyssa clung to my shoulder and asked mom what was happening but before either of my parents could reply a whisper that rode on the wind surrounded us, “You have been cutting down trees, the very trees that provide you with more than enough supplies yet you take more and more. Well it is about time we take everything back one house at a time.” As the voice said this I realized what happened to the Millers and all the others when I looked at my mom there were tears in her eyes and pointed out “ You wanted a story where the humans died well here is your story, don’t worry just listen to my story I am telling you now” As she began reading dad put his elbows on his knees and his head in his hands. Alyssa hadn't moved and didn’t show any signs of moving no matter what happened. By the time the floorboards under mom were turning back to trees she was at the part of the story where the girl named Wendy who wanted to go home and wouldn’t stay in neverland no matter what Peter said she would not stay. All of a sudden I felt myself falling and I could hear Alyssa screaming, although I could not hear I had one last thought about the story, Peter would give anything to make Wendy happy but she still left along with all his little friends and although he still had tinkerbell and all his friends on the island he was alone again. I guess not all st

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