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Sally, a mid age teen girl, went to her closet to get a toyish item. She suddenly heard a high pitched glass breaking noise. She opened her door thinking that her mom would never let her stay home alone again if the window had broken or something. She found glass all over the kitchen floor. Then, a chair slid across the floor behind her making her heart race. Sally turned around to see a chair with no one in it. She crept to it, and put it where it belonged. She walked to the couch to watch TV wondering if a crook was in the house. Before she turned on the TV, in its reflection, she noted a little doll sitting beside her. She turned on the TV not caring about the doll. Every channel she flipped to said something about dolls. “I’m tired of dolls!” she yelled. She grabbed the doll and went to her room. She put it in a box and locked it all up, then she threw it in her closet. She went to lay down on her bed for a nap.
When she woke up, she noticed the closet door slowly opening. The box the doll was in was now open and on the floor. She noticed that the closet door had stopped opening. A shiny object began to make it’s way out of the closet door. As it stopped moving, she noticed that it was a knife with a little doll hand curled around it. From under her blanket, she made a quiet cry. The knife flew back into the closet followed by the closet door closing. She decided to sleep until her mom got home.
When her mom got home, Sally asked if she could throw away the doll. Her mom said yes and so Sally threw it away. She checked her closet to make sure it wasn’t there. She tied a rope around her door and tightened it. She then tied a bunch of other knots in other places so that no one could get in, but she only had to pull a rope to untie everything. Then she went to sleep.
Later on, when she woke up, Later on, when she woke up, she heard her mom beating on her door. She then heard a noise. It was her doorknob, turning, someone trying to get in.
“Who is it?” She said in a funny voice.
“Dinner time!” said her mom’s familiar voice.
“Phew,” Sally said. The door knob began twisting and turning again. “What?!” She yelled. No answer. “Hello! What!?” Sally yelled. Still no answer. She pulled the rope to “unlock” the door. She opened it and went into the kitchen. She saw her mom hanging from the ceiling. Sally then heard a rumbling noise coming from her garage. It was her dad’s chainsaw. She knew her dad wouldn’t be home at this hour, so she ran to the couch and hid under a blanket. She heard the chainsaw get closer and closer. Sally was about to run out of the house when the doll came up to the blanket.
“You aint goin’ nowhere,” it said.
She jumped and ran the other way to her room. She stood against her door. Suddenly the chainsaw came down the door slowly. Right as it was about to cut her head, it stopped. She looked up so terrified, that she couldn’t move. Then the chainsaw came back on. She got so scared that without thinking, she jumped onto the top of her dresser. The door split open and the doll came in with the chainsaw. Then the doll realized that he couldn’t reach the top of the dresser.
“I’ll be back tomorrow at seven pm,” it said. It then jumped out the window. Her dad got home just then.
“What the-” he yelled. He walked into Sally’s room to find her shivering against the wall. “What happened?” he asked her.
“The, the, the doll,” was all she could mutter. Her dad got her and went to look at her mom. A letter was on her.
“I’ll be back tomorrow at seven pm” it read.
They got a flight to Tennessee. As they arrived, they got a log cabin and a rental car. They had dinner. The cuddled up tight all night to sleep. The next day, they woke up at 10:30 am. They had breakfast. Then they went into a shopping center and went into a gun store. They bought a few guns to defend themselves. They soon had lunch and waited.
“I hope the doll doesn’t know we are her so we can relax,” Sally said.
Soon enough, it was 6:00pm. They had an early dinner to relax before the attack. At seven pm, the cabin door opened.
“I knew all along!” The doll said. The dad fell to the ground. Sally picked up a gun and fired. Nothing came out. The gun store clerk forgot to give them bullets. “Nice try,” the doll said. Luckily, Sally still had a knife. She cut up the doll, and then cut out the heart area in it. The neighbor heard all the racket and came over to check it out.
“What happened?” Shrieked the neighbor.
“The doll,” Sally said sadly. But as she pointed to it, the doll was gone. A boy walked in. As he did, the dolls heart disappeared. The neighbor left.
“Ugh, I know it sounds silly, but I’m the doll,” he said.
“What?” Sally said confusingly.
“I was cursed, but now I’m fine!” The boy exclaimed,.
Sally and the boy got married after learning about each other. Years later, they died of old age, but the kid they had was passed on the curse...
- by ZombieKaiju |
- Fiction
- | Submitted on 12/24/2008 |
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- Title: Doll
- Artist: ZombieKaiju
- Description: A scary story my friend Sabrina thought of. She basically told us the story, and I later wrote it on paper. I didn't remember it exactly though, but I tried.
- Date: 12/24/2008
- Tags: doll scary death laughoutloud
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- Scarlett Shizzle - 07/02/2009
- Nice....
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- Yuki Hero - 12/26/2008
- very good.
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