Spirit of the doll (discontinued)

Chapter 4

—"AHHHH" I screamed as I looked around. The house was on fire, I was extremely scared. The only place that hadn't been touched was me and my bed. My doll was on the window, burning,melting alive. As it did it turned its head 360 degrees and looked directly at me. I screamed at the sight and ran out of my room, dodging the flames I got to my parents room. They were dead! I got on my knees and screamed, "mommy, daddy! Please god no! Not my mommy and daddy! Don't take them from me!" I ran out of the house and it was pitch black outside, I couldn't see any houses, road, or even the sky.

My parents came up to my and put their hands on my shoulder. My mommy's long blonde hair had turned into very short and seared black hair, my daddy's hair had turned from short brown hair so it being completely seared off. Mommy's face had burn marks all on it, along with her jaw bone showing from missing skin and one of her eyes where gone. My daddy's face had been half burned and his nose was almost black, along with his pupils being grey. Just then I woke up, I woke up screaming, "no mommy! No daddy! Don't do this to me! What did I do wrong! Don't die!!"

I got on my hands and knees on the floor and started balling my eyes out. My parents came in my room and comforted me. "What's the matter sweety?!" He asked me worriedly unlike my mom who asked me calmly, "did you have a bad dream?" " you guys were burning alive in the fire and Misty was alive and you guys were scary looking!!" I yelled while sobbing, I didn't dare to look at them. Daddy lifted my chin up and I almost screamed then realized his face was not scary neither was mommy's. I hugged them tighter as they babied me. I actually liked being babied because it made me feel warm inside.

We went down stairs and my mom gave me a plate of waffles. Waffles were my favorite but I just pushed them away. "What's the matter baby? You love blueberry waffles, their your favorite. Why won't you eat them?" I walked away from the table, "I'm not in the mood..." I told them without turning around. Tomorrow was my birthday but right then I wasn't excited but just because of the dream I didn't stop cuddling Misty. "Oh Misty! I'm so scared! What do I do? Am I going to have those dreams again?..." I whispered to her in a yelling tone. She talked to me in my head and I was comforted. For some reason she comforted me more than my mommy and daddy.

I still couldn't get over the dream, it was 5:00 p.m. And I wanted to go to sleep since the dream had shaken me so badly. "Grrrr! Why can't I just forget about the stupid dream already!" I whisper yelled to myself. I was even afraid that if I put Misty on my window at night that a fire is going to start. "Misty...I know you can hear me so...will you comfort me again if I have another dream like the one I had last night?" I asked her. The dream felt so real that I wanted to make sure that I would be comforted by her again. It was finally, after 2 hours of waiting 7:00 and time for bed. "Good night angel." My mommy said to me as she kissed my forehead. My daddy did the same but said, "goodnight darling." They left the room and turned out the light as I went to sleep.