The sound of my panting was heard only by me, the crunching sound of dried leaves under my converse as I ran deeper into the unknown.
A sudden urge of vomit came down at me and my lungs seemed to give out on me, I can't stop now.
My lungs finally gave up as I climbed onto the tree, trying to regain my breath and clear the thoughts of vomitting.
The bile rise in my throat when I hear the sound of crunching leaves.
Crunch, crunch, crunch.
I slapped my hand over my mouth and looked down, to see him slithered his was just below the tree.
A tear formed in my eyes and it rolled down my cheek, threatening to fall down my chin an onto his head.
He was a monster, all black, he's like a shadow with full white eyes.
That's it. I'm dead.
My tear fell to the ground, just as he turned around, he didn't see the tear.
Yes!
He walked away and when he was out of view, I wanted to dance but I turned around, saw him on a tree branch beside me.
Oh no.
"I knew you were here, Amanda," His voice was indicating happiness and he lauched me in the air, flying to god knows where and before I knew it, I was falling down.
I twist my body to see where I'm landing but before I can scream, I land through a sharp pole where thousands of dead people rotting on.
The pain run down my stomach and I looked up, people were though the bloody pole and a small cabin is there and an old woman came out in a white apron.
"Ah! Fresh meat!" She smiled sadisticly and cut off my limbs one by one, leaving my torso, upper body and head only.
I breathed slowly to calm my pulse and blinked.
Why haven't I died yet?
My body feels numb and I heard the old lady scream.
"Pluto! You can finish her off!"
A black dog ran in my direction, showing his razor-sharp teeth and he sunked his teeth into my head and I loose concious.
YOU ARE READING
The Doll
ParanormalI place the doll on the chair. Hoping that it would be over soon. "Come play with me Farrah," "Don't you want to play with me?" "Farrah," The doll dragged my name. "I'll come and get you, one day, one day,"
