Lips Of An Angel

Chapter 1: Living Insane

(Shaylee's POV)

(Me: This is what Shaylee looks like in book. Thx for taking the time to read this.)

My sister and i were sitting in the living room and i had her doll. She was screaming at me to give it back, but i just walked into the kitchen and got a knife. i used the knife to cut the dolls head off them i did the same thing to the rest of its body. i then walked to her room and put the doll that was in pieces under the door. i skipped away hearing her scream in horror of seeing her doll in pieces. i went in my room and i started to paint a picture of what i was feeling on my wall. I paint with my hands and fingers. Then i hear my door open slightly. i turn and see my mom standing at my door. i smile and say,

"Welcome back home, Mommy!!" i shove my hands in her face. She puts my hands gently out of her face and says,

"What did you do to Tiny's doll, Shaylee?"

"Why, i did what she wanted me to do. i cut her doll into pieces."

"She is in her floor crying. She obviously didnt want that to happen to her doll."

"No, not Tiny. The doll it wanted me to. She told me her name was Shimmer. She also told me that she didnt want an owner. She said that she didnt want one because they always get what she does wrong."

"Baby, dolls dont talk. Especially to us."

"Yes they do! They talk to me all the time!" She walks over to me. i gasp and back up.

"Are you one of them?! NO!! DONT COME NEAR ME!! YOU CANT HAVE ME!! HELL NO!!" My daddy comes in and holds me close. i calm down a little. My mommy comes over and says,

"im sorry that i told you dolls cant talk... its just that i dont believe that dolls can talk..." i get out of my dads grip and hug my mom.

"Its ok... i just havent been much of a person to be told when something doesnt happen at all.... Can i go to bed now?" My daddy looks at me and says,

"Yes, you can. Remember you have school tomorrow, Shaylee."

"Ok... Goodnight..."

(No Ones POV)

~°~°~°~°~° Later That Night ~°~°~°~°~°~°~°~°

Shaylee's parents are having a very important discussion. About what to do about the things that have been happening with Shaylee.

"No Danny! She is just 16! We are not sending her to a mental hospital! Plus she will have April with her! So no we are not sending our daughter there!" Shaylee's parents in the kitchen getting a midnight snack.