A long time ago a little girl died during world war 2 and her name was Emily Wave. Her home was accidentally bombed and that killed everyone in the town she lived in. It was a depressing death. She was left alone, her mother was already dead and her father was in Virginia trying to get her into the US from Germany. He was too late but they gave him the remainings of her dead body. They believed he would want to bury her himself but he didn't. He turned her bones into a doll, her eyes are the doll eyes, he used the girl's hair for the doll hair and the rest he burned and he put the ashes in a bag and he put it in the doll. He left the doll in the attic and years later, he has had different children and he died in 2012. His daughter and son hated the doll so they sold it to a random family in 2016 and they died in a few weeks later and they never got to have a family. Then in 2018 terrible things started to happen. A problem is turns out there was a 2nd little girl that died and was turned into a doll and no one knows where that doll is. The only thing known about her is that her name is Penny W.
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*Anna's POV*
My mom and dad finished singing happy birthday. I'm turning 10 now. I open the present after blowing the candles and I smile. It's a really pretty doll. It's more pretty than barbie dolls the other girls at school has. I hug the doll and I thank my parents for the doll. I look at the time and I realize I have to go to school. I ask my parents if I can bring my new doll to school and they told me I can and I have to be careful. I smile and I put my doll in my backpack and I go to my bus that's waiting outside. Today will be a amazing birthday. I sit next to my best friend, her name is Victoria, I call her V. It's also her birthday. I show her my doll and she shows me her doll. The doll looks like my doll but her doll has black hair and black eyes. I name my doll V and she names her doll A. It's my nickname she gave me. Then paper balls are thrown at us. We are the losers of the school we go to. Everyone hates us. "Losers!" someone yells at us. It's not the worst thing they say. Me and V ignore what they say but the words still hurt. What hurts worse is that the school doesn't care and they don't do anything and they know about the things that are happening. We arrive at the school and many people are mean to us but then something happens. After through most of the school day happens something in me and V snapped. We look like our dolls now but we look a little different. My hair is blond and there's some red on it and it's bloody red. V's hair is black. V's and mine eyes are bloody red and we both smile at each other like we both know what we're thinking. We locked all the doors and hours later when we're back to normal we're the only people still alive in the school. "do you want to be like us forever?" one of the dolls says to us. "yes" me and V say since we had a lot of fun. "then eat us" both dolls say. I ate my doll and V ate her doll. They tasted like candy and now we looked like them but with a few changed again. We still have the hair when we looked like them but we have other changes now. We have sharp teeth and we smile evily. Then a police officer bursts into the room. They take us to our parents and they say we need to go to a crazy place. "We don't need to go there!" V says. "yes you do and we should have ever given you girls those dolls Victoria" my mom says. "I'm not Victoria" V says. "and I'm not Anna" I say. "my name is Emily Wave and I've came because of anger" I say and my parents are dead. They never were my parents they were always too busy. "I'm Penny Wave and I was the mysterious girl doll that went missing" V says and her parents become dead. Me and P are taken to a crazy home and we are locked in a room together. They're crazy for thinking that's a good idea. The next day everone there was found dead. Everyone but 2 little girls who used to be innocent. Emily and Penny were never found and people say that now they get any bully at schools and other places.
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Scary one shots
HorrorI don't own any pictures and songs and all the one shots are scary one shots that i make up in my head, I just read too much scary stories