Another Scary Doll Story..kinda
submitted by Heather
This story is long and I heard it from school so you might think it's made up but I still think it's a great story for a doll story.
Okay, close your eyes and imagine the creepiest looking doll you've ever imagined. This story begins on Britanni Small's tenth birthday; Her Aunte gave her a fancy dressed doll with bright red shoes. Her parents thought it was creepy looking but Brittani loved it and wanted to keep it. Her Aunte told her to take good care of the doll and told her that they're three rules. Never drop her.
Never Leave her alone faced up. And...
NEVER take off her red shoes. Aunte sounded serious so Britanni agreed, but it wasn't long before she dropped the doll while playing with her friends in the yard. Her baby brother Thomas died that day. This was so up setting for the family that Britanni never bothered playing with her dolls or toys and left the doll aside. She had forgot everything her Aunte told her. A while later she left it faced up on the top of her toy box, alone and she and her mother went out shopping when they arried home the house was compleatly trashed and nothing was in place, except for the doll that hadn't moved at all.
A month later Britanni made some knew friends and decided to bring them over to play. One of the girls became very fond of the dolls pretty red shoes and stole them. The next day, you guessed it she was rushed into hostpital with major knife wounds. Knowing that her friend had stolen these Britanni remembered about the red shoes but nothing else and quicky managed to somehow get them back. She forgot to put them back on the dolls feet as they were in her pocket and went to bed. That night Britanni woke up after hearing a noice from down stairs. She could hear rumaging and a whispering voice. She thought it was the burgeler that her mother thought trashed the house and was afraid. After a few minutes she heard footsteps coming up the stairs, deliberatly slow. A small verse was being chanted...
'Little Tommy had red shoes and all the boys did laugh.
'Little Tommy burnt the shoes and had to go without'.
It was chanted over and over again and Britanni just looked over at the stairs, frozen. She remembered that she hadn't put the shoes back on the doll. It got louder and louder as if it were right at the top. The voice then stopped and nothing was there. After a while everything was back to normal and she had the courage to turn around. As she did something tugged at her long red hair. She flicked around and the doll was right up close to her face. She stayed that way for the rest of the night. Her face pressed against the dolls.
The next day britanni and her parents made a visit to her Aunte's house in New Jersey. She was going to pretend to leave it there by mistake but decided to accidently on purposely drop it into her Auntes openfire. That was the end of that!
It was all over and Britanni felt relieved but knew it was a summer she would never, EVER forget. Just under a year later they visited once again; Britanni looked towards a wall in the kitchen that had family photographs on it and was shocked to see that in one of the photographs they were stood beside the openfire and she looked carefully she could see the ghostly image the dolls face.
Okay so it's longwinded and it's not brilliant but it scares the heck outa me!
This story is long and I heard it from school so you might think it's made up but I still think it's a great story for a doll story.
Okay, close your eyes and imagine the creepiest looking doll you've ever imagined. This story begins on Britanni Small's tenth birthday; Her Aunte gave her a fancy dressed doll with bright red shoes. Her parents thought it was creepy looking but Brittani loved it and wanted to keep it. Her Aunte told her to take good care of the doll and told her that they're three rules. Never drop her.
Never Leave her alone faced up. And...
NEVER take off her red shoes. Aunte sounded serious so Britanni agreed, but it wasn't long before she dropped the doll while playing with her friends in the yard. Her baby brother Thomas died that day. This was so up setting for the family that Britanni never bothered playing with her dolls or toys and left the doll aside. She had forgot everything her Aunte told her. A while later she left it faced up on the top of her toy box, alone and she and her mother went out shopping when they arried home the house was compleatly trashed and nothing was in place, except for the doll that hadn't moved at all.
A month later Britanni made some knew friends and decided to bring them over to play. One of the girls became very fond of the dolls pretty red shoes and stole them. The next day, you guessed it she was rushed into hostpital with major knife wounds. Knowing that her friend had stolen these Britanni remembered about the red shoes but nothing else and quicky managed to somehow get them back. She forgot to put them back on the dolls feet as they were in her pocket and went to bed. That night Britanni woke up after hearing a noice from down stairs. She could hear rumaging and a whispering voice. She thought it was the burgeler that her mother thought trashed the house and was afraid. After a few minutes she heard footsteps coming up the stairs, deliberatly slow. A small verse was being chanted...
'Little Tommy had red shoes and all the boys did laugh.
'Little Tommy burnt the shoes and had to go without'.
It was chanted over and over again and Britanni just looked over at the stairs, frozen. She remembered that she hadn't put the shoes back on the doll. It got louder and louder as if it were right at the top. The voice then stopped and nothing was there. After a while everything was back to normal and she had the courage to turn around. As she did something tugged at her long red hair. She flicked around and the doll was right up close to her face. She stayed that way for the rest of the night. Her face pressed against the dolls.
The next day britanni and her parents made a visit to her Aunte's house in New Jersey. She was going to pretend to leave it there by mistake but decided to accidently on purposely drop it into her Auntes openfire. That was the end of that!
It was all over and Britanni felt relieved but knew it was a summer she would never, EVER forget. Just under a year later they visited once again; Britanni looked towards a wall in the kitchen that had family photographs on it and was shocked to see that in one of the photographs they were stood beside the openfire and she looked carefully she could see the ghostly image the dolls face.
Okay so it's longwinded and it's not brilliant but it scares the heck outa me!