"I'll be back, please watch over Marzapan and Lilly for me." Jennie and Sarah smiled and nodded, continuing to play their dolls without her. Sally reluctantly made her way around the car, climbing into the passenger seat and buckling herself in. "Did mama want you to go to the store?" She asked. Johnny nodded and put the keys in the ignition, turn it on, and backed out of the driveway.
"Yep, she wants me to get some food for her. Maybe I can get something for you too." He grinned, looking down at the chid. Sally nervously smiled back and look ahead watching the scenery pass by. As soon as they got to the road leading to the store, Sally notice he wasn't slowing down to turn into a parking lot. She furrowed her eyebrows in confusion and look up to him.
"Uncle Johnny, the store is back that way..." She said, pointing in the direction of the whole food store. But nothing came from the man. He just continued driving, very faint smile o his face. The child sat up and looked past the back seat, watching the grocery store grow smaller till it was out of sight. Realizing they weren't going grocery shopping, the child watched her uncle drive into a small parking lot in the community park near town. No one went to the park on Sunday. Sally felt nervous and her breath quickened as she watch the man with wide eyes. Johnny put the car into park and turn the ignition off, looking to the child.
"You told your mom what happened, didn't you?" He ask. Watching the girl frantically shake her head no. "Your not playing the game right, Sally." His tone almost had a slight singing to it. The man reach over and pulled the girl to him, ignoring the struggle she was putting up and her whimpering please. "You said you'd play the game with me Sally, you lied to me." Opening the car door behind him, the man claimed out along with the children's shoved to the ground, quickly pinning her down. He ignored the cries and writhing the child was making. "You have been punished now for breaking the rules." He said in the slight singing tone, and began to unbuckle his belt.
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"This just in, couple finds the body of eight year old Sally Williams in the community park. The week long search is now closed. More tonight at 9:00"
She could have sworn she close her door before climbing into her bed. 'Guess I forgot' she thought. Getting up from the warmth and comfort of her bed the teen made her way across the room and shut the door. Before she could climb back into the covers, a creek outside in the hall rose up. We're her parents up? They must have checked on her to see if she was asleep or something. As soon as she got her legs covered up, the girl froze to hear a slight sound of...crying? It sounded like a child slowly rising from the bed once more, the girl made her way to her door and opened it. The crying seemed to be louder outside her room. Peering down the darkness the teen crept down the hallway, following sounds of the whimpering. Once getting to the end of the hall, the girl gasped. Sitting on the floor in front of the moonlit window was a little girl. She was hunched over, crying. How did she get into their house? Through the window? Swallowing hard, the teen spoke up.
Who... Who are you? How did you get in my house?
Suddenly, the stopped. The child slowly move her trembling hands away from her face, and look behind her, twitching lightly. Blood replace her tears, staining her hands. There was a deep clot of blood and hair on the side of her head, blood leaking from the wound down to her face and onto her pink nightgown. Her bright green eyes seemed like they saw right through your soul.
"This is my house..." The child spoke. Her voice was raspy, sounding as if she was struggling to speak. The girls body twitched and wiggling oddly as she rose up to her feet and turn to face the teen. Her feet were dirty, as if she was running through the mud, scarps cover her knees and legs. Her feet were torn and tattered with the name "Sally" sewn onto the front. She reached out with the blood soaked hand and slowly smiled, blood staining her teeth as she spoke.
"Please play with me."
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Creepypasta stories
RandomThis is just some creepypasta's story that I've known, and my first book, and sorry it will be a very very slow update