I opened the door jumped of the porch and ran into the woods. the forest didn't have barely any grass or plaints, and the ones that it did were small and dying. "Max!" I called "Max!" I slowed to a walk "Maxie!" the early spring breeze sent a shiver down my spin. "Here boy! Max!"a twig snapped behind me, I whipped around but there was nothing there "Max?" I said quietly I stood there for awhile before turning back around I walked forward before pulling my foot back. I had stepped on something that felt like glass. it was a porcelain doll that looked like it had been the for at least 20 years it's face was cracked it was missing the better part of it's hair it was missing an eye and now since I had stepped on it, it had a shattered leg. I bent down and picked it up "Ugh... creepy." I heard a soft sound, like bells, no not bells... it was laughter. The laughter of tiny children. I stood up from where i was croching and looked. Where was that laughter coming from? It kept getting louder, and louder. Shit that loud! I covered my ears "Where is that coming form?" I squeezed my eyes shut. my head pounded from the noise but it still became louder and louder until it became almost unbearable... and then it stop. I slowly took my hands from my ears then opened my eyes... and froze, there, not five feet from me stood two identical little girls. dressed in the same stained torn light brown night gowned that looked white against their blue grey skin. both children's long black hair fell in tangled curls around their face's. They both stood there staring at me with there pure white eyes and their inhumanly wide grin's. both helping the other carry the severed Head of... "Max." I managed tears streamed down my cheeks as I stared back at the two girls, their face's splattered, dresses spotted, and hands dripping with Max's blood.
"That's our dolly." I heard one of the girls hiss but neither of their mouths moved "Run!" both girls screamed. and I did. I ran as fast as I could faster then I'd had ever ran before. I ran out of the forest up the porch stairs in the house up to my room and slammed the door. I pressed against the wall to steady myself so I wouldn't faint then grabbed the phone and called my best Friend Amie
"pick up, pick up, pick up... pick up!" I through my phone on the ground and dropped to my hands and knees "What were those things?" I sobbed "what where they!" I putt my face in her hands "Maxie, Maxie... I loved him so much! and those things took him from me!" I took a shaking breath picked up the phone and called my mom at work my voice trembled as I spoke "Hello may I speak to Lorry Berkens please?"
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The Little Ones
Novela JuvenilWhat do you do? When the former tenets of you home come back?.. "To little girls murdered..." From the dead. Jessica will lose everything Her home "This is our house." Her friends "Amie, no... please, not amie!" Her family "Mom!" And even... "Come b...
