Dollhouse

Alone

Her name is Cassidy she's only 14 and life falls apart. Her daddy died, her mother has
cancer and she has to live with her aunt. Everyone says it was not her fault that her father died. but deep down, she knows it, so she knows that if she had not gone out that night none of this would happened. She is a Doll collector. she loves to play with them. maybe she has 25 or 36. Her father think it's strange. he doesn't like it. he has never done. Cassidy didn't care. Because she has that voice. The voice that tells her what she should do. this voice appeared when she got the thirty-sixth doll. It looks just like a woman in a picture she has seen. White nightgown and long brown hair. it makes Cassidy shudder. "something so starnge." she tells herself. "its just random." She think about it all night long. about her father that gave her that doll. she was 12 back then. One night, when Cassidy its about to og to sleep, she hears it. footsteps. she looks up to her wall thats above her bed. she only sees 35 dolls. The one thats missing its the one With the white nightgrown and long Brown hair. her aunt isn't home. every Friday she goes out and get drunk with her friends and let Cassidy be home alone. Cassidy is scared. she dosent know what to do. so she just keep laying in her bed without moving, almost without breathing. the footsteps it's coming closer. her door its locked. its always loocked. when the footsteps its right behind her door it stops. and the door its opening slow. when the door opens its nothing there. Cassidy thinks it's nothing so she goes back to sleep. In the corner of her eye she sees the door slowly Close. and a woman with a white nightgrown its standing there...