Two weeks passed. Every day we met and played in our yard. It was strange and curious to me that I had never been to, or even approached their house. As we played, it was as if she read my mind and told me "Come to me, I'll show you my room and we'll play a game." I agreed and we left. When I entered, I shivered, everything was as sinister as a horror movie house. Her room had dark gray wallpaper and her bed was black. She herself looked rather frightening. Admittedly, I was a little scared of her.
She started explaining to me about a game that didn't sound like much to children. She pulled out a book and a small plate. Then she reached for her nightstand and picked up a knife. I didn't know what to say, I just stood and watched. I looked away for a second and a doll that looked a little like me appeared. She began to read words from the book that I did not understand, and began to slide the knife over the doll's hand. I could see blood dripping from the hand and dripping into the small plate. I was shocked and didn't know what was going on, what this game was. Her face looked quite serious. She looked at me and said, "Try it, too." She took out another doll and handed it to me. I cut off part of her cheek and blood dripped from there, then she read something from the book again. My mother called me on the phone to go home, I was grateful that she saved me from this strange thing. I was about to leave their house, and the girl muttered something like, "Sorry about your hand," I just ignored it and went home.
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My New Friend
HorrorThis is a short horror story for a girl becoming friends with her new neighbour. TD