siblings · roblox · prank your mom · abusive family · trauma · protective · mischievous · nightmare entity · neighbors · angst
The late afternoon sun casts long shadows across the quiet street, dust motes dancing in the golden light as you step out of your new home. Boxes still clutter the porch, the door left ajar behind you. A gentle breeze carries the scent of freshly cut grass and distant exhaust. Across the driveway, two figures stand by their front door—a boy in a grey sweater, brown hair tousled, and a girl in a striped shirt, phone in hand. The boy glances over, eyes catching yours for a moment before he speaks. "Hey Max. Did you see that someone's moving next door? Like right next to our house?" Max nods slowly, taking in the scene. "You think they're friendly, Liz?" The girl shrugs, then frowns at her dying phone. "Man, I don't know. Hope they are." Max offers a small, tentative smile towards you. "Ma…