The Doll

chapter 20

I stared at the tire swing for a while and shook my head, clearing my thoughts. I looked under the swing and saw a hammer. I almost laughed and cried. This is where the hammer was. Out of thousands of hammers, this is where one is?

Weird. I thought, but took the hammer anyway. I walked inside and looked at the one mirror, parallel  to me. The coat room mirror. I raised the hammer and smashed the mirror. There was a big circle in the middle and I tore that away. After I was done, all you could see was cardboard.

Next mirror.

I went to the mirror in my mom and dad's room and smashed it. A huge shatter rumbled through the house. I felt oddly satisfied, but there were still more mirrors. I went across the hall to my room. Walking in my most awesome stride ever across the hall, feeling like a total hero, I hit my hip on my door.

"Owwwwwww!!!!" I hissed, holding my right hip and kneeling down, supported by the door. "Ow ow ow ow!!" I yelled. A tear slipped down my cheek. "I hate this door!" I hissed through gritted teeth. Once the pain ebbed away, I slowly stood up and walked into my room. I looked up to make sure I didn't walk into the wall or something... But forgot to look down too. I tripped over a teddy bear and fell on my stomach. My breath was sucked out of my lungs. "Karma has me!!" I hissed . My breath hitched and I gasped for breath. I sat up and rubbed my stomach. After that pain slowly went away, I walked across my room to where my closet was. A mirror was on my closet door. I raised the hammer and smashed the mirror. Glass fell to the ground and shattered everywhere, I smiled. One more mirror left. I walked to the bathroom and took a deep breath. I opened the wooden door and walked inside. The mirror was huge. I raised the hammer and smashed in the middle, then the top left corner, then top right, bottom left and bottom right. Then the leftover  space. I stood back and looked at the broken mirror.

I'm done.

I'm free.

What about Aneliese? And everyone else? All those people who got trapped. Are they ok now? Are they free too? Or not?

I had so many questions that got unanswered, but who could answer them? No one.

I put the hammer in the right tool box cause dad would be mad if I didn't put it in the yellow tool box. He has this colour coded toolboxes system. Yellow handles go with yellow toolboxes.

I walked back inside and went to the kitchen and got the broom. After I closed the closet I walked to the hallway mirror and cleaned up that mess, then my room, mom's room and the bathroom.  I felt free already. Once the mess was cleaned up I went back to the garage and grabbed my bike. I peddled all the way to the hospital. Once I got there, I put my bike on the bike rack and walked up the marble steps. The automatic doors opened and I walked through them, but once I went  out of all two of them, I ran to the front desk.

"Hello, hi, this is a emergency, I need to know where my parents are... like, now."  I stumbled. The lady looked startled, but she nodded. "Last names?" She asked. I blanked out.

"Miss?" "Miss?" "Miss!"  

I snapped back to attention. "Hi sorry, last names are Reynes."
The desk lady nodded and types the name in. I tapped my fingers impatiently on the desk. "Mhm, yes room 103" she said.

"They're in the same room?" I asked, puzzled.

The desk lady looked sad. "I-I'm sorry, your dad died, he, well he died from fear."

I balled my hands into fists and slammed  them on the table.
"WHAT!?!" Everyone looked at me, but I didn't care.

"HOW DOES SOMEONE DIE FROM FEAR?!?" I yelled.

The lady looked afraid and sad at the same time.

"Well, when you get scared, adrenaline is produced and in high amounts it's toxic to the body and-"
"I don't need to know the whole story!! JUST WHY MY DAD?!?" I shrieked.
"It can happen to anyone." She said, shaken now.
I stomped off leaving the lady and walked right up to a nurse. "Where's room 103??" I asked. He pointed across the hall and I ran, ran as fast as I could. I walked into a room and moved the curtains. "Hi mom." I said, trying to sound happy, like didn't hear what I just heard.

"Hi honey." She said.

I walked beside her and knelt down.

"Mom I need to tell you something-" I said.

"I know honey, your dad died of fear. They told me." Mom said in a shaken  voice. I was startled. Why would they tell her that? Nevermind that, at least mom's okay.

A single black tear slipped down mom's cheek.