Rose

October 13,1992 (Mary)

Hey, My name is Mary. I am very outspoken, I love reading books, I love old and scary mystery stories. Sort of like the one you are about to read right now.

Exactly one year ago..1991

I was strolling down the streets of DragonVille, and it was a cold bitter night, and so I saw...a...weird mysterious doll sitting six feet away from me...starring right at me. I didn't know what to think.

The more I look into her eyes, the more I would feel as if my soul was rising out of my body, I felt as if I was rising into the clouds ready to be forgotten. As I got closer, my heart was beating two hundred miles per second, I was so....close to the doll, I didn't know if I should touch it and be caring to it or if I should walk away and never speak of the moment again.

I finally figured out what to do....YES, I took this doll and rode to my tenement as fast as I can without looking both ways while crossing, without looking for any pedestrians. I sped up every single second.....

8:00 pm

I finally got home and I didn't even greet my parents or even tell them about the weird majestic doll I found sitting on the curb of an abandoned house. So I ran upstairs...

Oh, How rude of me, I forgot to properly introduce myself to you all. Hello, I am Mary....Mary Bushwick and I am an 18 year old who lives in the town called Reckmore. I wish we could do more in this town but it is really strict, We must wear high skirts and always be in the color black, That is the only color I have ever really seen in our town... Black buildings, Black Fountain, I really have never seen any other color..Oh wait, of course GREEN, how silly. I am an only child, my father has left me and my mother when I was just born, My mother had told me that I was to young to ever understand why..I'm 18...I'm more than mature to find out why my biological father left me..Right? Anyway, back to the story!

Where was I?...Right!...I ran upstairs and I threw my coat on the creek in bed and put the doll on the floor. It kept starring at me... I felt the same way I felt when I was on the bike. I felt so...so...light headed and cold..and I felt weak....A part of me said...SNAP OUT OF IT......and another part of me said....KEEP STARRING. Suddenly, a loud, terrible sound went through my head, It was almost like thunder but I couldn't figure it out. The doll's weird black eyes scared me, but I kept looking. Then, I started to look at her light colored blood dress that was all torn up. Her hair was unusually perfect and straight, especially when it was outside covered in wet mud. She had pointy black shoes.

Suddenly, I noticed a tag on the back of her head. It said "Rose", Rose is such a nice name...Right? That name is literally what I wish my name was. I decided to run downstairs to my mother and I showed her the beautiful doll.

I screamed "Mom look what I found, a magnificant doll that goes by the name...Rose".

Mom looked at me in fright while looking straight into the dolls eyes, "Mary...M...a...Marry, that doll is here to fool you" she threw her knife down and paused everything she was doing and ran full force into me and grabbed the doll, I was screaming so loud that the whole town could of became deaf. She grabbed the doll and threw it outside and locked all the doors.

I grabbed my mother by the hand and said "What the hell is wrong with you" and of course she had to say the same thing everyone else says

"You are to young to understand, I'm sorry", she walked away sobbing.

"Go to bed, Mary" she whispered.

And as the respectful daughter I am, I listened without hesitating, but I wanted that damn doll in the house, I didn't want to be lonely anymore.