Day 250

Mam called them faerie houses.
There were fields and fields of them, these concrete slabs shaped like roofs.
Me and my friends used to play there all the time when we were kids.
Used to try to get into them too, the grown-ups told us off every time.
They said it was disrespectful but they never said why.

Me and my best friend Paula thought we'd find out.
We slept over at hers (which was right on the edge of the big field) and waited til night.
Her nan said faeries would come out at night to dance and we'd been looking forward to it.
We wound up Paula's old alarm clock and hid it under her pillow so it wouldn't wake
everyone else up, we didn't want them stopping us from dancing with faeries after all.

We snuck out around 11PM when everyone else was dead to the world.
The field seemed smaller at night, the houses looked closer together and somehow bigger.
Paula walked ahead of me as she had the torch.
I remember telling her to turn it off and wait with me on the field's far edge.
If we were to see fae, we should sit in the dark so we don't scare them.

Honestly I have no idea how long we waited there but they did come.
They gracefully rose out of the little houses and floated about the air like stars.
There was something not right about them, I couldn't place it but Paula did.
She saw her granda' out there, twirling with a lady whose head was on backwards.
We thought maybe one of them was a faerie, they had to be here somewhere.

Walking towards the floating, glowing people, we began to search for Paula's granda'
We wanted an explanation and he'd always been nice.
He was still dancing with the woman whose head was on the wrong way and was very
angry to see us there, he didn't say anything but we felt hands pushing us away.
They didn't want us there.

When we got back to Paula's room we went back to sleep,what else could we have done?
We woke up to the sound of Paula's mam screaming bloody murder downstairs.

There was one of the faerie houses in the living room.
It was where Paula's da' usually sat.
His slippers were at the bottom of it.

We didn't get to hear what happened until we were a lot older.
The "faerie houses" were graves.
Our town didn't exactly bury people cause they thought their souls wouldn't move on then.
So they were covered in soil and the stone slabs were placed all around so animals didn't eat them.

I'm still not sure what we saw.