Vicious Violet

A 'Grace'ful death

I played with Alex's dolls they were of the creepypasta's figures there was one I particularly like I asked her "Alex dear what is this one?" Pointing at a doll with a yellow orange jacket black jeans brown hair and a white mask. Alex replied "oh! His name is Masky!" I stared at the doll, intrigued. Alex looked at me and giggled and I looked back at her and gave her a puzzled look. She asked " wanna play as him?" I blushed at the thought and smile "sure." 

After a while of playing which the dolls I looked at the clock and stood straight up and said to Alex " hon I think it's bed time." She looked at me and complained "noooo! I don't wanna! Your fun to play with!" I looked at her with sympathy and whispered "I'll play with you another night come on!" And pushed her to her bed and tucked her in and kissed her head and whispered "nighty night sweet dreams!" And walked to the window and looked at her one last time and waved. She waved back and I jumped off the window into the night. I made my way to grace she had told Misery she was going to go hunt, I followed her and I saw she made her way to Edward's house and knocked on the door. I never heard the conversation, the last thing I saw was Grace killing both her and Edward my eyes widened as I heard foot steps and the helpless wail of Misery it sounded like my mom's scream when she died I cried for them and mostly her I pitied her yet I hated her but I couldn't shake the feeling she sounded like my mom I wanted to hurry to her side and I'd hold her in my arms like a daughter and say "things WILL get better... I promise"