the dollhouse | h.s.

two

*trailer for The Dollhouse and picture of Holly Parker attatched*

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Holly

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My sore eyes slowly open. It is not long before I strangely realise my vision is blurred and I can't feel my legs; they're completely numb. I'm immediately hit with confusion as soon as I realise I have no idea where the hell I am. What is going on? I'm too exhausted and aching to even think right now...

I sit up on the girly bed I was just before deeply sleeping in. I look around the room, this doesn't look familiar at all. Oh, no... I can only think the worst... Have I been kidnapped? This certainly does not look like the place a criminal would keep their kidnapped victim... This is just overall crazy and weird; this whole strange situation is causing my breathing to go rapid. 'Stay calm, Holly. Stay calm.' I think to myself.

I hop out of the bed, still confused, and further examine the big bedroom. In the room is ten beds; five lined against one pink painted wall, and five lined against the other pink painted wall. Also in the room is a plasma TV and next to the TV, is a tall shelf stacked neatly with various DVDs and books. I bring my attention back onto the ten beds. Is this like Snow White or something? The beds have flower printed blankets and big fluffy pillows... I seriously feel like I'm in a children's playroom.

Okay, seriously, where the hell am I? I don't remember anything and it's making me extremely frightened. Tears begin to blur my eyes as I feel insanity washing over me. This has got to be a dream.

Before I know it, tears are streaming down my face. I'm terrified. I almost feel stupid that me, an eighteen year old girl, is crying over this... Like, c'mon, this has got to be dream... Right? Oh, please be right.

I pinch myself repeatedly to reassure myself this is nothing but a dream... But when the awful realisation hits me that this is not a dream, or even a nightmare, I swear to god my heart flies out of my chest. No. No. No. How could this happen?! Why me?! No!

I collapse onto the ground in shock. This is way too much. I cry and scream with no breathing involved; right now, I don't even know how to fucking breath. I' terrified. I want to get out of here but there are no windows, only the bedroom door, and there is no way I'm going out there... I have no idea what lies.

Suddenly, the bedroom door gently opens and a preppy girl looking around my age with black hair tied into curly pigtails walks in with a big smile on her face. What catches my attention about this pretty girl is her fashion choice... She's wearing a dress Dorothy from 'The Wizard of Oz' would wear. This is just strange.

"Hello, Holly, I'm Juliet. How are you feeling?" So her names Juliet... What does she want from me?

"Where am I? What happened?" I ask, frantically with my breathing uncontrollable. I'm absolutely freaking out. Where's my friends Lucy, Alex, Lucas, Ava and Mia? Where's my family? Where's Mum, Dad, Dakota, Fawna, Jim and Mayt? I hate my siblings, but now, all I want is their safety and security!

My hands start to shake and I start to go into full panic mode. WhenI put my hand on my chest and scratch as if I'm trying to let my lungs out to breathe air. Saddening tears run down my face as my voice goes hoarse from the multiple screams I've cried out.

"Holly, relax. You'll be fi-" Juliet was cut off by a loud swing open of the door. Oh no, there is another person. No. This cannot be good.

A seemingly handsome man, around his early twenties, walks into the room wearing all black. He has luscious, brown, curly hair and electrifying green eyes. He looks scary and intimidating, it's making me even more frightened for my life.