Chapter One: A Place To Call Home

Chapter One: A Place to Call Home

Millhaven had been Lyla's home for as long as she could remember, but it was only recently that she had found herself without a home. Tragic circumstances had lead the seventeen year old girl to the entrance of the trailer park with nothing but the ratty and torn clothes on her back and her entire life savings - a whole 500 dollars - in the back pocket of her cargo pants, and she wasn't even sure if she would be able to afford the rent in this place. Anything had to be better than where she was coming from, and she wouldn't go back there - not for anything in the world.

"It looks like there is someone inside the office.", Lyla thought to herself, as she peered over her shoulder, trying to gather the courage to approach the office. She knew that she had to do this, and the truth was that she didn't have a choice. She had to take care of herself, because no one else was going to do that for her. Her mother was gone, and there was nothing she could do to change that reality.

As Lyla made her way towards the little building by the front entrance, she couldn't help but feel overwhelmed with the anxiety of her new life. She would have thought she would have been more prepared for this. Mama had been sick for a long time. It should have been such a relief that she didn't have to suffer anymore. But, the reality was that she had been taking care of her mother for so long that she hadn't really ever learned how to take care of herself. She had always been a fast learner, however, and she knew she would tackle this situation head on.

"Breathe, Lyla. Everything is going to be okay.", she said to herself as she approached the front door, knocking gently.

"Come in.", the gruff voice called out from the other side, and she took them up on the offer, doing everything in her power to remain calm despite the chaos that raged inside her mind and her heart.

A Supernatural Coming of Age Drama taking place in the town of Millhaven. The #Portsim Save file belongs to @florwal. All lore involving the town and the people in it, besides my own creative liberties, my characters, and supernatural lore, belongs to them. This story will be rated R and will contain several adult themes; including but not limited to teen pregnancy, drug abuse, and sexual themes. I will do my best to tag trigger warnings as they come up to hopefully prevent hurting anyone with my story.

Lyla Frye's entire life changed when her mother, Delilah, passed away from a long fight against an autoimmune disease that left her confined to her bed for years. The seventeen year old girl lost her home, and without any real family to turn to, she was forced out onto the streets to fend for herself. Before she could be taken away into foster care, Lyla gathered all of the money she had, a little over 500 dollars, and made her way to the local trailer park in an attempt to find a place to call home.

What Lyla doesn't know, however, is that because of her mother's passing, things are about to get very strange for her. She never knew much about her father, as he had disappeared when she was only two years old, but his legacy had been something that had haunted her for her entire life. Being a Frye came with responsibilities that she had no clue about, and she was unprepared for the challenges that awaited her. Surprises await around every corner for the young girl, and just like the phases of the moon, she would learn that change is inevitable - whether you're prepared for it or not.

PART ONE:NEW MOON - COMING SOON

Author's Notes Below The Cut!

Hi there!

If you are still reading this I wanted to say thank you. Phases is a story idea I've had in my mind for years. I've always wanted to implement it into Simblr, but I am admittedly not the best at world building nor am I the best at designing houses/decorating in this game. Making characters/giving them backstories is what I'm best at, and I'm still working on improving that skill.

So, when I came across this save file the other day, I was so inspired. I spent hours going over all of the lore that @florwal had already added into this save file, and I was shocked at how well it had always fitted the idea I had for my character, Lyla, and her story, which I've always called Phases.

I've really struggled with sticking with something/being consistent on Simblr, and honestly I think it's because I just don't enjoy doing challenges. I try to turn everything into a story and sometimes the stories just don't fit with what the confines of the challenge allow. I also simply haven't had the time I wish I had.

I work a full time job that is very demanding, and I don't often have time for gaming. But in an attempt to get back into writing, something that I've been struggling with the last few years despite how much I love it, and to find some joy outside of my work, I've decided to focus on telling Lyla's story - a story I've always wanted to tell and just haven't had the courage to.

I can't wait to start sharing this story with you all. I don't have a set date on when this will start, but I'm hoping to start posting this in October, as this is the perfect season for this story. Thank you for reading and I look forward to sharing this story that is almost a decade in the making.

With Love,

Tiffers

When you both want to be a witch and a fairy, respectively. Happy simblreen from the free spirits + novella!

the wedding ♡

I have some "regulars" in my notes who like all or almost all story posts, and I'm really grateful for that! It really cheers me up when I see those same usernames in the notes, esp. since so many of them have been here for so long!

s/o to all the likers, you're the backbone of the simblr economy

When she was finally alone in that tiny trailer, it was as though she could no longer hold back the grief. She sobbed violently, the sound echoing around her new bedroom. This was her senior year - it was supposed to be the best year of her life. Instead, she had a funeral to attend in five days; the same day that she was supposed to go to the homecoming dance at school.

She remembered Ms. Barbara's words; Stay in school. It was important. And while she had made a promise to her own mother that she would do whatever it took to graduate, it just seemed like that was a pipe dream at this point. The only way she was going to be able to afford the rent on this tiny trailer was if she got a job - a real one. Not the babysitting gigs that she had picked up in her old neighborhood to bring home a little extra pocket change.

She felt guilty for being angry at her mother, but she was. She felt ill-prepared to survive in the world, and she didn't really have anyone that she could turn to for advice. Her mother hadn't had any family. She had been an only child and Lyla's grandparents had passed away early on in her childhood. As for her father's family; she knew as much about them as she did the man himself, which was absolutely nothing at all.

She didn't know how long she sat there on the edge of that bed crying before she felt her body laying down. She had remembered what Barbara said about the mattress, but she was too tired to really care much about it. In the morning, she would try and find a second hand shop in town to see if she could find a new mattress, and some new clothing. She couldn't return to her mother's home; it was likely she would be taken away into foster care if it was discovered that she was living on her own and that was the last thing she wanted.

It was a little after midnight before she finally succumbed to sleep, and, unbeknownst to her, she was being watched...

END OF CHAPTER ONE