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Chapter one

Chapter 1

I was cleaning my room for the cleaning lady so she could get around things easier and I felt bad for all the houses she had to clean so I was organizing things and all that rubbish. I was looking through my closet I hadn't opened ever since the... Incident. I opened it and caught a glimpse of some doll hair sticking out. I reached my hand slowly to pick up the doll I haven't seen in at least 2 years. It was a beautiful doll I must say it did have a creepy flair to it but other than that it looked stunning. "Just like-" I cut my thoughts off with a shake of my head. "No, don't say her name don't think of her!" I went downstairs to were my mom was to get my mind off things.

"Hey sweetie!" My mother said cheerfully. "Hi mom" I replied blandly. "I'm gonna go out ok." Mom replied saying, "ok stay safe" I went back to my room and put things back the way they were and grabbed my combat boots and grabbed my phone and went outside my hair glistening in the sunlight. I decided it was too lonely and called my friend, Andi, usually I liked being alone but today I needed company.

"Hey Jamie" my friends voice was heard on the phone. "Hey Andi" I said. "What's up?" I asked "can you come over?" I asked all at once. "Woah calm down turbo." Andi said. "Sorry just excited" I said not wanting to remind poor Andi of what happened to... Her. Poor Andi was crushed when she heard about what happened 2 years ago. "Anyway no I can't come over, my uncles in town" Andi replied. "Oh ok" I said. "Well I gotta go bye Andi." "Bye Jamie" we hung up and I walked around my house a bit. My house was a big two story house made in 1970. When I told Andi that she swore my house was haunted. She was obviously joking cause she doesn't believe in ghosts. I walked around suddenly feeling like someone was watching me.

"Hello?" I said "is any one here?" No response. Oh well must be my imagination. I ignore the eerie feeling and walk around admiring most of my plants. My backyard was dead no point in making it beautiful if it turns uglier every time. I soon got real board and went inside after about an hour of walking. I went to my room seeing all my stuff the way it looked when I didn't put the stuff up but I swore I put it up. I let it pass thinking I was just being paranoid about this. If your wondering exactly who "she" is "she" is Maddison, we called her Maddie but now we just call her Maddison in fact we don't even say her name. Most say If you do she sets a curse upon your family. I thought that was a bunch of Louisiana gossip. The story of Maddison is quite disturbing.

Maddison was 12 when she died. She had brown hair and brown eyes and was pale. She had a doll she named after her, Maddison, she cherished that doll if you were to as much as touch it she would turn to a big brat and tell on you and make junk up. She was soon murdered by a butcher who brutally murdered her. No one knows who killed her but detectives closed that case a few months after her death. I have a feeling they didn't even bother trying. Maddison left the doll in my house so I just kept it I mean. I can't really return it. So that's why I have it. Now that you know who "she" is let's move on.

I put stuff back the way it was and was sure I did it before but didn't question it. I went down and made eggs and ate them. I watched tv all day basically. When it was 9:00 I took a shower and went to bed having Madison's face buried in my mind.