Misty- The Cursed Doll

A doll can Kill

Dedicated to- zeze85😊😊

Jenny kept Misty inside a box and kept it in the cellar. Somehow she felt like Misty is not those cute normal adorable dolls you can find in a toy store. She didn't even buy her from a toy shop.

That day, since Jenny and Jimmy didn't go to school, they passed their time studying like good kids. Both of them are top students of their respective class. They are quite popular in their school too.

While they were studying, mom came to them and asked,

"Did anyone of you see Martha?" Martha was the maid of their house. She came early in the morning and left at the evening. She lives a few blocks away from their house, so it's not a big problem for her. She is working since before Jimmy was born, that is about 14 years now. She is like a part of the family. Jenny and Jimmy loves her a lot.

"Aunt Martha? No." Jenny said. They both call her aunt.

"Me too. Why?" Jimmy asked.

"I can't see her anywhere in the house. I sent her to clean the cellar and I can't find her since then,"

"Then she must still be in the cellar," Jenny said.

"But that was two hours ago. What would she do there so long?"

"Wait....the cellar? The doll....it's there." Jimmy said in a scared voice.

"The doll? So what?" Mom asked.

"No nothing, mom," Jenny said, "me and Jim will go and check in the cellar. Let's go, Jim."

The cellar door was slightly open. They went in.An awkward smell was coming.

"What's with that smell?" Jimmy asked.

"Well, do you expect a Cellar to smell like a flower garden?" Jenny said sarcastically.

"Hahaha. Very funny."

They went down the stairs somehow in the darkness covering their mouths. They tried to find the light switch.

"Where's the switch?!" Jenny asked.

"In my head."

"Oh thanks." in the darkness, she hit his face with her two fingers, as she presses a switch.

"Ouch  you fool!"

"Oops. That's not the switch."

"Gosh....oh! Here it us!" He pressed the switch and the cellar lighted up. But as soon as they turned around, they saw the most scariest scene of their life.

"AAAAAAAAAAAAA!!!!!!!" Both Jenny and Jimmy shouted.

"What's wrong?!" Mom came running down the stairs.

"A-aunt M-martha.....she...." Jenny pointed somewhere.

Aunt Martha was lying on the floor, a knife stabbed on her head. Blood dripping through her forehead and on her maid dress. Misty was lying right next to her lifelessly, the box was beside it, open. The lock of the box was broken.

In Maid Martha's funeral, her only family member, her son named Jack who was of Jenny's age came, shocked at his mother's mysterious death. After he put a flower, he stood there, quietly crying. Not wanting to believe the reality. He was wearing an old black shirt and black half pants. He didn't even have a coat. Jenny and Jimmy cried too. They loved her a lot. Jenny went to Jack and put her hand on his shoulder. That made him cry louder.

"Your mom won't be able to get peace....if she sees you crying like that. So....don't cry....For her." He wiped his tears and quietly looked at the coffin box. His eyes were red. Jenny went back and stood beside Jimmy. Jack needs some time alone.