Horror Story

Horror Story

When I was little I loved dolls especially the ones where you’d press a button and the hands would start shaking. But sadly, as I turned 7, my parents told me I had to donate them or at least put them in the attic (where we always put the old toys that we don’t need anymore.) I agreed to stuff all 25 them in the attic. Just kidding! I only had one doll, my parents didn’t get me anymore because that one doll was very expensive. That night, I heard a BANG! I got out of bed and looked around, everything was normal. I thought, maybe my mind was just tricking me and went back to sleep. “Morning! Wake up!” I saw blur of sunlight it was just my mom, I slipped on my new blue glasses and jumped out of bed. I asked my mom if she heard a bang in the night, She said yes but told me not to think about it. I tried not to think about it as I walked to the kitchen. It was hard, I was scared! and I could tell my mom was trying not to think about it as well. Soon My brother and dad walked in they told my mom if she heard the bang too. It was kind of obvious. We all ate breakfast without a word. Finally my brother claimed “Do you thing it was the AAATIC” I screamed! My brother laughed. My mom had a stern look on her face. My brother stopped laughing he new what that meant. I went to my room and took a shower. When I was done, my mom said that the cleaners were coming today. At lunch, The cleaner walked in I said hi once I swallowed my food. The cleaner went to clean the attic, My brother murmured “lets see if I was right” I did a little scream.

It was very dusty in the attic, the cleaner started sweeping he new exactly what he was supposed to do. But what he didn’t know was that a doll was right behind him holding a knife! The dolls hands were shaking the cleaner didn’t notice anything except that he was cleaning, doing his job. The doll stepped forward closer to the cleaner, quietly raised the knife closer and closer the knife made no noise as it cut through the cleaner’s throat the cleaner dropped dead on floor, blood gushing all over. The doll was laughing so hard as it ran away back to where she used to be. “umm, do you know where the cleaner went” I questioned “He must’ve left” answered mom. As the family ate dinner, they did not know the cleaner was in the attic dead. In the night, my brother was brushing his teeth but in the attic the doll was climbing the latter down to the kitchen holding the knife. The doll kept on walking till she appeared in my brother’s room then she went into the bathroom where my brother was. The doll was right behind my brother. He looked in the mirror he saw the doll behind with a knife. Before he knew it he was on the floor dead!  

To Be Continued...