Short Horror Stories

The doll

(this is from a first persons point of view)

It's been weeks since my daughter had dissapeared. This was the last search party they sent out.. In hopes she was out there somewhere, I joined in since I wanted to help find my daughter.

"Anyone there?" The radio on my belt started to speak so of course I answered

"Yeah, I'm here" I responded

"we've found something, come to our coordinates" The radio replied

"We're at XXXXX, XXXXX"

"On my way"

When I arrived everyone went silent as if they where trying to hear a pin drop.

"Whats going on? What did you find?" I asked the man

"Over there" He said as he pointed to a roped off area

I went under the ropes and saw a little doll on the ground. A porcelain doll I think it was. It looked strangely similar to my daughter.

"Why did you call for all of us to gather here for a doll!? We could still be searching for my daughter!" I yelled

"Um- Miss.. That is your daughter" Someone said.

"w-what? It can't be. My daughter is alive somewhere, she hasn't turned into this doll" I stuttered

"She has though, we had someone check and it's heart is beating-" The man fron earlier said

I turned around to look at the doll again, I've always hated dolls, they're creepy and they take up to much space.

"i- I'm going home. I've had enough of this" I said while walking away

"But miss- your daughter-" the man from ealier tried to say.

"I COULDN'T CARE LESS ABOUT HER" I shouted while cutting him off

"she's gone. And now theres a stupid doll in replace of her, I don't know if this is just was cruel joke or if its real but either way im sick of it"

I turned around and started my journey home. My daughter is a living doll and I don't care what happens to it.

Fin.

A/N 

HOLY SHIT- THANKS FOR THE #4 PLACE AND YES THIS WAS RUSHED I WROTE IT WHILE IN CLASS-