Short stories

Box Baby

As I was walking outside I see a little box that got mailed to my house. Confused on its purpose because I don't remember ordering anything I take it in.

"Babe." I call out to my fiance.

He hummed in response.

"Did you order a package?" I ask.

"No I don't believe I have." He walked out the living room into the entrance to our house holding our 3 year old daughter Elena.

I furrow my eyebrows confused to why it appeared here. I check the box for a address but there was none to be found. I walk into the kitchen and grabbed a box cutter and began to cut in open. Once I open it there was a doll baby. I lift it up looking for some type of letter or note just something to clarify its purpose but there was nothing.

"John look.." I hold up the baby.

"A baby, from a box?" He came with Elena and took the baby doll and looked at it. "Weird." He added.

"Bebby."Elena reached out her arms for the baby doll. I smile at her.

"Bebby, bebby bebby!" She went on.

"Yes Elena a baby." I take her from John's hands and kiss her chubby rosy cheeks. "Lena wanna play with baby?" I asked her in a high pitched voice.

"Play bebby play bebby!" She started to jump in my arms so I place her down as she sat and played with the baby.

John laughed as he went to the living room to watch football. I go to the kitchen to prepare dinner and left Elena playing. She was talking to the doll and making noises it was cute watching her have fun. I hoped that package wasn't for a neighbor cause Elena loves that doll so much.

You may think its all fun and games now but it gets way far from fun real quick. Days after Elena got the doll shes been waking up with scratches and bite marks on her face.

At first I was shocked and I didn't know what to do my child is here getting bit and scratched by something I dont know!

As paranoid as I get I talked to John about it.

"John," I started. "I think Elena's doll is possessed."

John drops his phone and bursts out laughing hysterically. He laughed for a while till he realized I was serious.

"Baby are you joking?" He asked concerned.

I fold my arms and swing my hip to the side giving him that 'really' look. "Of course I'm being serious Elena has been weird ever since that doll came!"

"Honey I think you're paranoid, she's fine." He points to her playing with the doll. It didn't seem right she seemed more frightened from it. I was worried about my baby so I went and sat by her.

"Hello Elena." I ask rubbing her cheek where the bite mark was.

She looked at my and waved.

"How is your doll?" I asked. She stopped playing and looked at it then cried.

She dropped the doll and i lifted her up cradling her. "Whats wrong my love whats wrong?"

John comes from upstairs in a hurry to see whats wrong. "Why are you crying baby?" I wipe her tears concerned.

"B-bebby no nice." She cried. "Bebby make me play wit her but I no want bebby." She continued to sob.

I got a strange phenomenon that maybe, just maybe the doll could be what's hurting her.