It was the second week at Camp Brookfields for girls. I had been reading a story about a haunted house that my friend had lent me. Late at night I heard the moaning, it was in a sort of sleep paralysis that I heard the voices. They called out to me from the darkness. "Come with us, come to the land of the ever young"

In a second I was in a siezure and as I convulsed a bright light filled my mind. Feeling the shock growing I knew i would be in the human realm no longer. I was to be joining the fairies as they called out to me their names one by one.
This was better than anything, I was being taken captive by the fae.