The Cursed Doll

Chapter 2

The next morning Heather woke up and ate breakfast. So far she was having a normal day when the mail came. There was a package for her. She looked at it funny then opened it. It was a doll. With red hair and a black dress. Heather looked at the package to see who it was from. There was no name or return address. Heather shrugged and put it in her room, on her dresser.

Tresa screamed almist bloody murder at her daughter because she didnt do her chours right. Heather looked at her and shrugged her sholders. It really didnt bother her as much as it use to. She walked into her room and was looking for her brush. Her hair was a mess and she was going to get it re-dyed. Heather was inlove with the amber red color. So, that was what she was going to do. Heather stood up and saw the brush next to the doll. She grabbed the brush and question herself. She sat down and started to brush her hair until all rats and tangles were gone. Her mother yelled for her and honked the car horn. She ran down the stairs and into the car exicted. The car drove off and into town. Heather was excited to get her school uniform and her hair re-dyed. The school was straight and didnt tolarate fun things alot. But they let kids dye there hair. So Heather got into town and at the school. She was shown a picture of it. Heather looked no very happy. It was black and red, with a short skirt, knee high socks and black converses. The only things she liked were the converse and the colors. She hated skirts. So after they got the idea they went to the store and bought everything she needed. Her backpack was black. After about an hour they went to go get her hair re-dyed and went home.
By the time they got home it was 7 and dark. Heather walked inside and took a shower like she awalys does. Her phone dead and her tired as fuck, she went to bed with the doll still on her dresser looking at the wall.