Your name is Matthew Layton. You are 15 years old and are ectomorphic in build. Standing at 5'11'' you are slightly above average in terms of height. Your blonde hair is down just past your ears. At home you are a quiet teen and rarely have any outbursts of emotion. Your friend circle is pitiful and this is mainly to do with your aspergers disorder. You were diagnosed upon entering kindergarten much to your mothers dismay. In terms of grades you are a straight A student in all but PE and are slated to be valedictorian. You could easily be doing college work but your Mom wants you to live like a normal child. You are quite scrawny but your mind is sharper than a scalpel and can solve complex logical problems with extreme ease as long as the dont involve emotion. In fact you couldn't get comfortable until that equation you saw on the board in physics for a few seconds before it was rubbed off, was payed out in your book with explanations and examples. In your life you have been called cold and spiteful.
Your family consists of your Mom, Lucinda 38, your Dad, James 39, your twin sisters and your brother. Your sisters are both 10 and are completely identical in each and every way. They both wear light pink dresses and are never seen without one another. There names are Grace and Lucy. Your brother is 7 and is aspergic like you. He was also diagnosed in kindergarten but this time under your fathers orders as he discovered that his father was autistic and so was his brother. Your brothers name is Luke. Your father works as an executive in a large corporation and your mother is a teacher at the local community college. Your father is atheist and your mother is slightly spiritualist.
The story
Your alarm clock went off and you groggily flopped your hand onto the snooze button. Slowly you sat up and got ready to go down for breakfast. You pulled on a pair of jeans and a fall out boy tee shirt. For breakfast your mom had served up some English muffins and fried eggs. "remember Matthew, we've got to visit great aunt Agatha later so dont start any long games." You mom, Lucinda, reminded you.
"Ok, mom." You responded as you squirted ketchup into the breakfast muffin.After breakfast you leaped up the stairs and started playing skyrim.
After two hours of slaying draugrs in ancient Nordic tombs your mother called you down to go see your great aunt. The car journey was about half an hour and took you well out of your comfortable suburban neighbourhood and into the small villages. You great aunt lived in a small cottage beside an old mansion that must be well over 200 years old. You stepped out of the car and stretched. Your sun came outside. She was an old women in her late eighties and was quite spry for her age. She didn't use a frame or have any medical issues. Her enigma friend stood beside her. You had met her before, apparently older than your grandma but she never looked it. Your aunt and her had been friends for years.
As you walked closer to her you noticed that she looked older and exhausted, but still kept her smile.
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