Short scary stories

Emily

Author's note:
Each chapter will be based on a different plot. I will try to make it as interesting as possible. Please feel free to comment on how i can make future chapters better
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Emily is a girl in my class, she's the most popular girl in my class. Whenever she enters the room, all of the attention is on her, whether its in the middle of a lesson, or when people are just hanging around. I never liked her, she doesn't talk, she doesn't answer when people talk to her, she irritates me. I always wish that I could be Emily because of her beautiful white skin, her black silky hair, her perfect body and her seducing sad red eyes.
Even though she had sad eyes, she would smile. Even though she smiled, she never talked. Even though she stared, she never blinked. She almost looked like a doll, but thats the type of beauty I wanted.
Her beautiful skin almost looked like it was sewn on, or peeled from another person and forced on to the face of a girl named Emily. Almost. She almost looked fake.
She never had friends, only admirers who would stare at her all the time. I hated her but she would always follow me, always behind me. She was seated behind me during class, she follows me to the washroom, she always follows me back home but only because she lives next door. 
She was a weird girl, always holding a doll in her hands even attending class. Sometimes I wish she would talk to me, she would befriend me, she would sort of like me.

One day, I decided to take advantage of the fact that my parents were out. School ended, and she followed me like every other day, this time I dragged her to my backyard. She didn't resist, she didn't struggle, she didn't even frown. Just the same old smile.
I tried to knock her out, but the expression from her face never changed, she didn't lose conscious, she just fell to the ground with the same expression. I gave up and decided to go along with my plan while she was conscious.
I used a knife and cut along her skin making sure to connect the scalp skin along with it so her hair is connected to the skin. I might have cut some extra flesh out but that was me being careful not to ruin the skin. Finally I was finished and I had emily's skin suite, connected from head to toe. I was careful putting it on but I wasn't satisfied, I had her body, her skin, her hair but i was missing her eyes. I was also careful when taking her eyes out so I don't damage them. Of course, I couldn't just stuff her eyes on top of mine, so I needed to sacrifice my own eyes. I took another look at her body before replacing my eyes out for hers. Her body was still beautiful without her skin, hair and her eyes. It almost looked like there was another layer of skin under the one I had just taken out.
After admiring her body for the last time, i took my eyes out and put her eyes in my sockets. Without knowing why, I could see through them. I went inside the house to clean off the blood which was on my (emily's) face from the bleeding of me digging my own eyes out. I looked at the mirror, I saw Emily. I wanted to laugh and blink but my expression wont change since it was not my skin. But, I was happy. Pain was nothing when I saw the result. I was beautiful.
The next day, I went to school. All of the attention was on me. People looked at me everywhere I went. I couldn't talk, I was pale, I always smiled and didn't blink.
I looked like a doll, but thats the type of beauty I wanted.