The beginning/The loss of Montpelier, Vermont

The Vanished Mystery: The wind flows by softly as if taking away the traces of the girl who went missing. I always thought my father was telling me stupid stories. It's always a story about an old woman "Old Auntie" who's a ghost and lives on the outskirts of Granite Harbor, she was said to take girls every 50 years. I didn't think anything like that was true. I'm no gullible fish but, then my sister, my younger sister to be exact Emily Fhur had gone MISSING… That's right… What makes it worse is that we moved to Mount Washington, Massachusetts. I, Ekenay Fhur, Emily's brother had to go and find her. I was the only one who could But Let's start from where this captivating story begins.

It was sad to move. My mother died after she got T-boned by a drunk driver who was ruthlessly driving. Me and my sister Emily didn't have any thought of why dad had been so mourning over mom's picture. He hadn't told us, but later on we figured out my father had to get away from our loving farm in Vermont. "What! Why do we have to leave you can't just take us like a fish on a rod and what about mom! She'll be wondering where we a-" I said my father, James Fhur interrupted, "Pack your things, she isn't.. Coming back." He said the way he nearly chocked on his tears, his voice deeper then normal and a little more husky.. Tears were forming in his eyes as he half- heartedly grabbed a tissue from the table and moved to sit on the couch. There my sister was happily coming down stairs clutching her doll and a bag full of her toys and clothes. She stopped dead at the bottom seeing dad crying. She thought I had hurt him in some way.. Sadly I knew I did something deep down but.. I just couldn't pull a string.. She hit me with her bag over and over, It was hard and rough with her favorite toys and her shoes the clothes slightly cushioned the hits."How dare you! How dare you make daddy cry!" She yelled I saw tears forming in her eyes to.. What could I have done to make today so bad.. so unhappy why did everyone have the feel and need to cry.. What could I have possibly done wrong? I just can't I'm awkward in these type of things, "Great now you're crying to brat.." I didn't know what else to say I have to be honest I was scared.. "Em.. It's okay He didn't do anything dear.. We should be going at 4:00 tommrow.." He said getting up to go upstairs.. I felt a cold dread in my stomach like I did something wrong.. For some reason I couldn't connect or help anyone at all today, it's like all I can do is make them cry and cry.. I just don't feel right sometimes..

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