I’ll tell you a story, just promise not to tell anyone else. I did have a doll named Charity once, and I mean ONCE. She never meant to hurt anyone, at least that’s what I thought. One morning my mom told me we were going to church. So I put on my prettiest dress and my nicest heels and went to church.
I was ecstatic, because my friend said they were going to come that day. When we got there, I noticed there was a donation box to donate free toys or other things to kids like me. I decided that I would look through it and see if there was anything I liked inside. I discovered a couple of pajamas, two dollars, and an (obviously) female doll. I was so excited by my finds!!\~
I decided it would be best to bring home the doll. However, when I took her home that night to play with her something weird happened. My doll vanished, and my homework with it! I was in disbelief at what had just occurred……
Chapter 2 : Avery’s Comeback
After I got home from school the next day, the house was totally destroyed! First of all, the couch was upside down. Next, my doll was missing an arm. *I wonder who found her?* And finally, my cat was dangling upside down on the Christmas tree. I flipped the couch back over after a couple of attempts, yanked the cat down from the tree and put her on the couch, and grabbed my doll, and tried to sleep.
At one point my doll fell, so I went to go grab her but stopped in my tracks when the doll started SPEAKING! Even though she was speaking a foreign language however I could hear her softly hiss,” Samanthaaa\~... I’m backkk\~...”After witnessing this, I immediately knew that Avery had come back to my town and was somehow possessing this doll. Soon, she was speaking random words that I had understood the meaning of, “eye, scream, siren, doll, danger, and the word twins.” The words “scream”, “danger”, and “twins” gave me a message that my sisters were in trouble. I suddenly picked up the doll, jumping and letting out a high-pitched squeak as I realized one of its eyes was missing. It gave me the heebie-jeebies just looking at it.
Then I understood what the words “scream” and “eye” meant. I put the doll back on the shelf, then laid back down hoping to get some rest.
I slept for about an hour, but woke up because the doll was staring straight at me! I went to sit up, but the doll's eyes followed my movements. ”That's so creepy...” I murmured. I guess the doll was offended because her smile quickly turned into a frown. The sweat running down my face turned to ice in the snap of a finger. When I say that I mean the doll snapped its fingers.
I guess it was a mistake naming my doll Charity!
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In the morning, I woke up in my mother and father’s bed, because the doll gave me the heebie-jeebies. I was thinking about how I was going to have a normal morning that day. It seems I was mistaken. Gooey green slime was leaking from the ceiling! It didn’t smell like slime though.
I woke up my mom and dad and pointed to the slime. They saw it and told me that I needed to stop pulling pranks. I guess they’ll never know about my doll and her creepiness. I hopped up from the couch and immediately heard creaking coming from outside of the bedroom. I sprinted back to the bed because I could already tell it was Avery’s super creepy possessed doll. Soon, her minions walked in with a huge framed drawing of a kid from my school. They were kind of creeping me out. However, before they were able to make it into the room I pulled the covers over my head and hid there until I was sure they had left.
They were gone, but I could still hear their taunting laughter outside of the room. On the wall hung their drawing, with the weird kid from school on it. Maybe he had something to do with the doll?!
Chapter 4 : Bloody Mary
Yes, I have called witnesses here and told them about the voices I have heard from Avery’s minions, ironically, they are singing a creepy but catchy tune right now! It sounds like, “Outsideeee\~….. playtimeee\~……. get ready to dieeee!\~……” They are so creepy, and I can’t stand them! They have the voices of babies, but the personalities of creepy clowns juggling axes. What I can say is that the axes are going too high and will most likely kill someone.
I’m at school now, but I don’t see my doll anywhere (which is a relief) but I do see a torn to high heavens piece of paper. It looked like it was made in 1976. Yes, it looked that old. I opened up the paper and was surprised to see it had a girl with red eyes, and a bloody-looking dress! I was scared out of my mind! That night, I took it home and went into the bathroom, which now was red and black for some reason! I held the picture up to the mirror, and the girl from the drawing flew out and into the mirror. Whenever I tried to move the girl controlled me and said, “I’m Bloody Mary and you listen to me!” She could not control my tears and screams though. I’ll tell you more later but it was kinda, maybe, TERRIFYING.
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Yes, I know Bloody Mary is terrifying so I called out to my mom for help. We are a family, so we stick together granted they did leave me at the circus once, but that’s not important right now! My mom came in and pulled me into her room, finally, she knew that we had a horror house! I told her, “Mom that doll I brought home from the box at church I named Charity, yeah... she, Avery, and Bloody Mary are trying to kill us!” Mom looked at me as if I just committed a crime.
However she still believed me, so we packed all of our things, put them in our car, and chucked the doll into the fireplace. “You’ll regret your decision! I’ll be back!” Charity screamed as she burned.
In the car, mom and I were surfing the web to find a new home, but no luck! Finally, we found a site that was giving out free houses! I was amazed, even though the houses were as small as my mom’s and my bedroom combined,” It’ll work.” Mom gave me her phone, and she got in the driver's seat. We were off! So I looked on my friend's YouTube channel, watched a few videos, and there it happened! One of the videos was replaced with a picture of Bloody Mary, Avery, and Charity all sitting down in my car. I turnedit around only to see a full seat of creepy dolls sitting patiently there.
Chapter 6 : The New House
“Mom they are in the car!” I half-whispered half screamed, trying to be sincere about the creeps in the back seat, “Charity is back mom!” I tried not to move, but the kicking just came out of me. It didn’t help either way that the doll started teleporting, on the car, in the car, in the front seat, on my head, I couldn’t keep track of her!
Charity and Avery were whispering a chant, the same one I had heard before, “Outsideeee\~, playtimeeeee\~, get ready to dieeee\~!” They chanted it over and over again. The more she said it the less control I had of myself. It got to the point where she was in control of me. She said, “Now I have you, no more clues. Time to cry, you are gonna die!”
I was not in control, and she was! I opened the door and jumped out. From far back I could see my mom running, and screaming as the doll, and Bloody Mary started to hop out and run towards us.
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