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Aimi was a normal 5 year old. She loved kittens and puppies and all things cute. But she especially loved dolls. She would spend her spare time making dolls and giving them background stories and playing with them. Little did she know, the more time she spent with them, the more lifelike they become, and if she stops playing with them, they get angry…..
As the years grew on, Aimi didn’t play with her dolls as much and eventually stopped playing with them altogether. The dolls got really angry. They wanted revenge. So one day, they decided to do just that.
As Aimi was walking home from school, she felt like someone was stalking her, but everytime she turned around, there was nothing there, or so she thought. Some of Aimi’s dolls were actually following her, to freak her out and to tell the other dolls when Aimi would get back home. It actually freaked Aimi out so much that she forgot to look both ways and nearly got hit by a truck.
When Aimi got home, she noticed that all her dolls were missing, but she didn’t care that much, because she found bloody hand, foot and paw prints around the house, if she looked in her parents’ room, she would see that the blood came from her parents. The dolls had stabbed them with a knife. Taken out their hearts and used their blood to scare Aimi.
For the rest of the day, Aimi would see shadows and hear giggles around the house. She could’ve sworn that she saw one of her dolls in the mirror, with bloody hands and an evil grin, but when she turned around, nothing was there.
At this point, Aimi was VERY freaked out and decided to call some friends to sleep over at one of their houses. As she was packing, she kept getting pricked by needles that were placed in her dressers. When she was done packing, she had to get bandages for her hands, that’s when the dolls took their chance and hid in her suitcase.
When Aimi got to her friend’s house, things seemed to be settling down and she finally relaxed a bit. But when she opened her suitcase to unpack, she saw her dolls, all with bloody hands/paws and evil grins. She screamed. When her friends asked her why she screamed, she retold her day and pointed at the dolls, but when she got to that part, her dolls were already gone. Her friends are a little wierded out, but they just told Aimi to relax and enjoy the sleep-over.
For the rest of the sleep-over, Aimi saw her dolls all over the house. Her friends finally got tired of that, thinking she Aimi was trying to pull a prank, and they decided to go to sleep. Bad idea, when you’re sleeping, you’re very vulnerable.
That’s when the dolls decided to kill some people. When Aimi awoke, she found that the room smelled funny, and when she got up, she saw her friends dead, with bloody all over them and their hearts dangling from the ceiling with some blood vessels still connected. Aimi was to shocked to even scream.
“Aimi-chan, are you scared?” said a cute voice in the creepiest way possible. Aimi turned around and saw her dolls.
“Well, you seemed to shocked to answer, so we’ll explain.”
“Well, you didn’t play with us for so long, we got bored. So we decided to play a game with you!”
“We killed your parents and friends, so now you don’t really have anyone to run to!”
“And we freaked you out little by little, so you would eventually go insane and every little thing would lead to misery.”
“But we’re not that mean.”
“We won’t torture you for much longer...”
Suddenly, Aimi felt pain all over her body, and she fainted.
“Aww…. She’s not awake! Now we have to wait...”
When Aimi woke up, she was tied to a chair. She thought the ropes felt weird, but she was to scared to see what they were. They were the blood vessels and intestins of her friends.
“Oh! You’re awake! Now we can continue our fun!”
Aimi felt some pain in her chest. One of her dolls had stabbed her repeatedly with a kunai near her heart, but not near enough to be fatal if you exclude blood-loss.
“What’s wrong Aimi-chan? You haven’t said anything...”
And with that, the final punch, so to speak, was thrown. Aimi’s dolls stabbed her in her vital organs with numerous weapons and Aimi died.
When the police came, they were shocked, but there were no fingerprints, just some dolls scattered around the house...
 Blooming Daisy · Sat Mar 22, 2008 @ 05:40pm · 0 Comments |
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