Hello everyone! I hope you all will be doing well, here I am with a brand new story titled "The Doll". I hope you all will enjoy the story :)
It was a beautiful summer day and I was out shopping with my daughter. We were walking down the street when we saw it. A small antique shop that we had never noticed before.
We decided to go inside and take a look around. The shop was filled with all sorts of strange and interesting things. But there was one thing that caught my daughter’s eye.
It was a doll. A beautiful porcelain doll with long golden hair and a frilly pink dress. My daughter begged me to buy it for her and I finally gave in.
But as soon as we got home, strange things started to happen. The doll would move from room to room on its own. And sometimes, when we woke up in the morning, it would be sitting at the foot of our bed.
I tried to ignore it, but it was getting harder and harder. And then one night, I woke up to find the doll sitting on my chest.
Its eyes were glowing red and its mouth was twisted into a sinister smile. And then it spoke.
“Give me your soul,” it said in a voice that sounded like it came from the depths of hell.
I screamed and threw the doll across the room. But when I turned on the light, it was back in its place on the shelf.
I knew then that we had to get rid of it. But every time I tried to throw it away, it would come back.
And then one day, I came home from work to find my daughter sitting on the floor with the doll in her lap. She was talking to it like it was alive.
I tried to take the doll away from her, but she wouldn’t let go. And then she turned to me with those glowing red eyes.
“Give me your soul,” she said in that same demonic voice.
I knew then that I had to destroy the doll. I took it outside and burned it in a fire pit.
But even now, years later, I can still hear its voice in my head. And sometimes, when I close my eyes at night, I can see those glowing red eyes staring back at me.
Thanks for reading till the end :) <3