My Life Before I Died

Journal 26

Shinto's dad still scare me. And now Myeusaki, Kyle, and the triplets agree with me. Why? Let me tell you the whole story. So my mom wanted a certain dress for her birthday. And seeing some of Shinto's dolls dresses made her want on similar to those. Being excited about that, Shinto's dad agreed to make it for her. I was OK with it, until I found out she had to go to his workshop....Ahhhhhhhh! I couldn't let her go to his workshop and get turned into a doll! I just can't have that! And I didn't have that. On the day when she was going to his shop, I planned a videogame day with Shinto. And to make sure my plan work even more, Shinto invented Myuesaki, Kyle, and the triplets. This plan had to work! But, it failed. Big time.

"I'm so sorry! I thought Vincent and Kenya would be here by now but their not. Now I have to watch them." Mr. Jason said to my mom as he looked at us playing videogames.

"It's fine. We'll go a different day." my mom said.

"But your party is two days. And those two days will be used decelerating and doing other stuff for the party." He said.

"We have to still drive all the way to Quincey Cake's to pick up your cake and that's going to take a while." I said.

"Then he has to finish my dress." Shinto said.

"And me and Vincent have to finish our mask." he said sighing.

My mom frowned. I felt bad, but than I got over it because she was not going to the work shop!

"You could always call Mr. Doll Maker." Myeusaki said.

"He's at the workshop already." Mr. Jason said.

"You could always leave us here." Shinto said looking at her dad.

"Heck no! I am not leaving you here by yourself for that long. I'll just have to you all with me. You are getting that dress Ben's mom." he said. "Shinto, go get on some real clothes. Your not going there again with pajamas."

That's when I basically died inside. My plan failed. I started at the TV screen as Kyle, Myeusaki, and the triplets looked excited about it. They noticed my scared look. They waited til Mr. Jason, my mom, and Shinto left out the room.

"Hey, what's wrong Ben?" Like asked.

"We can't go to that workshop." I said.

"Huh? Why?" he asked.

"Ben, do you still think Shinto's dad is a killer?" Myeuaski asked.

"Huh?" Kyle looked confused

"When he went with Shinto to the workshop, he said he saw some really messed up stuff. Like scary looking dolls." Myeusaki said.

"And something about Mr. Jason's hair turning white. And so weird Puppeteer doll that can talk on it's own." Zion said.

"How do you all know?" I asked.

"We're the only girls Shinto talk to outside her family. She tells us a lot stuff." they said.

"Oh. Ben, you do know that he makes dolls for a living. Of course there going to be some creepy stuff." Kyle said.

"I understand that! But have you seen Shinto's dolls. They look actually like her. He makes his doll realistic and it's creepy. And I know what I saw and heard. Have you seen Mr. Doll Maker?" I asked.

"Not up close." they said.

"Just wait, I'll show you." I said turning off the game.

We quickly ended our conversation when Shinto came back downstairs. She was holding her bunny with really long ears. I think she knew we were talking about her dad because she gave us some glare. We quickly nodded, knowing what she was saying. 'Talk about my dad. I'll be the one killing you'. Yeah, that's much we got to know Shinto. Just one look and we know what's she's saying.
We all got in the car and Mr. Jason drove to his shop. Shinto started tell Myeusaki and the others about his shop. My mom was just full of smiles and laughs. I just shivered. We soon got to the shop and walked in. Mr. Jason introduction my mom to Mr. Andy. You know, the one that gives out candy when you walked him. So far, no one seems alarmed by him. Mr. Jason also introduced them to Mr. Doll Maker. Myeusaki and the others seemed to be afraid of him. I mean, I am as well. 
   Shinto stayed with Mr. Doll Maker, where they made clothes for dolls, while Mr. Jason took my mom to a huge fabric room. He kept me and the others in a office. He said we could either stay in here, or go with Mr. Doll Maker. Agreeing we sat on the floor of his office. I watched how scared faces appeared of everyone's faces.