Writing Prompt – Day 31

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Coming at ya with a horror prompt! It is the daytime and my fam is home so I’m not too creeped out for this one like I was last Friday. (Yes, I’m a chicken haha!)

Timer set…

Let’s have fun & write on!

You’ve put that doll in the cabinet, in the closet, in the attic, but no matter where you tuck it, it always shows back on the sofa. On Halloween night, you come out to find it watching you…

My example :

Porcelain Sally, that’s her name. I don’t know where she came from. But I do have the feeling that she was the reason the previous owners had moved. It’s not surprising they forgot to disclose such important details about the damn doll when they sold me the house months ago.

The thing with Sally is, I’ve tried everything to get rid of her. I started by tucking her deep into the closets, the attic, placing her into locked safes, and even trying to burn the damn thing. But every time, she shows back up in the same spot on the couch untouched. She just sits there, not moving, silently mocking all of my efforts to rid of her.

I want to move. I want to escape her. But I’ve invested all of my life’s savings into this house. There’s nowhere for me to go. All of my attempts to contact the previous owners have been dead ends. It’s as if they don’t exist anymore, they are untraceable.

It’s Halloween night and Sally sits on the couch. I’ve avoided the room all night but it’s time for bed and I have to walk past. I walk down the hallway and try not to look as I pass her, but it’s unmistakable. My peripheral vision catches movement. I slowly walk backwards and work up the nerve to look. She’s smiling. She has never smiled before.

My heart races as we stare at each other. I take a step forward and watch as her head slightly follows.

“What the hell do you want?!” I scream.

I sound crazy. But what’s happening to me is even crazier. I haven’t told anyone about it. I know they wouldn’t believe me.

Her smile grows bigger.

She’s taunting me. And there’s nothing I can about it. I walk up to her and meet her gaze.

“I will rid of you if it’s the last thing I do,” I growl.

I freeze. I hear a little girl’s laughter from behind me. I turn abruptly to see nothing there. I look back at the doll, she’s gone. There’s a sudden knock at the door. It must be trick-or-treaters.

I rush to the door to open it, needing an escape from the reality I’m trapped in. I’ll give the kids candy and run out of the house. I don’t feel safe anymore.

I yank on the door handle, but the door doesn’t open. I yank harder. I’m trapped. I look through the peep hole.

I gasp. I was wrong. It’s not trick-or-treaters. It’s another doll. It’s head slowly twists around and when it snaps back into place, its eyes start bleeding. More laughter comes from behind me, then beside me, then all around. It’s surrounding me. I cover my ears, wishing it to stop. I scream.

I stand still as silence burns through the air. I don’t move an inch. And then…

I hear Sally’s feet pattering across the floor. I turn but she’s not there. Fear and anger take over my entire body.

I go to search for her and then I stop…

There she is, back on the couch. Staring at me with her twisted smile and her small hands folded together in her lap.

A tear rolls down my cheek as she cocks her head to the side and says, “You can never get rid of me.”

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Ahh creepy dolls, that’s always been a silly fear of mine. I don’t care if all of my savings were tied up into a house, I would live in a cardboard box if I had to lol!

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