Chloe the doll

Is she alive

"Is she alive." Dewey asked. "Yes." Webby said with relief in her voice. Dewey and Webby were worried out of their minds they were worried they were scared but they only had one idea left. Dewey and Webby packed up their thing and rented an apartment in the church at least there they will feel more safer,and once again they left the doll behind. "Dewey I'm scared the doll when I walked inside the room and there she was with a red crayon in one hand and on the other 2 notes one of the, said did you miss me and the other said her soul, what do you think that means." Webby said sounding terrified. Dewey couldn't bear seeing his wife like this the Webby he knew was kind,strong,brave and loyal so he did the only thing that will calm her down, "I don't know but let's stay strong for us and for Alice." Dewey said reassuring his wife. Dewey and Webby finally arrived at the church Dewey spoke with the pope and agreed to let them stay as long as they needed. Dewey and Webby took the keys and unlocked their new apartment. "Wow this place is huge." Webby said amazed. "Well honey I have to go to work will you be okay on your own." Dewey said kissing his wife and daughter on the forehead. "Well...........yeah I think we will be fine." Webby said a little unsteady. While Dewey headed out the door webby changed her clothes grabbed Alice and walked outside and locked the apartment as she walked downstairs she noticed two kids a little boy and a little girl. "Hello my name is webbigail and this is Alice." Webby said introducing herself and her child. " hi my name is," but before the little girl could introduce herself the little boy interrupted her to say "Don't tell her we don't even know her." Webby was a little surprised but she knew the kid meant well so "Well I hope that one day we can take the time to get to know each other for a bit." Webby said kindly. The little girl liked the idea she looked at webby with a soft look and a kind smile, the little boy however was still not sure about Webby but he continued playing with his toy while the little continued her drawing. Webby continued walking down the stairs and walked to the library , she was hoping that maybe she can find some article or book about the doll. "Hello." A random stranger said, Webby turned around to find a women with black hair tan skin and brown eyes. "Hello my name is webby and this Alice Vanderquack Duck." Webby said with a soft voice. The women smiled at webby and offered her help. "I see you keep repeating the word doll try this book maybe it will help you." The women said with a warm smile. Webby knew that she could trust this women she sat down on a nearby table and offered the women to sit with her. "How do you know I needed a book about dolls." Webby said trying to start a conversation. " well like I said you kept repeating the word doll so I assumed that you needed a book that had doll history." The women said a little confused. " oh well thank you." Webby said thankfully. "Your very welcome but I feel that something is bothering you would you like to tell me ." The women said a little bit concerned about Webby. " Well it happened a few days age my husband bought me a doll for my birthday and ever since that night  strange thing have been happening." Webby said a bit worried. The women was very concerned she grabbed webby's hand and told her "I know how you feel when I was 8 years old me and my twin sister were playing with a beautiful doll my grandmother gave to us me and my sister were very obsessed especially my sister the next day when I woke up I saw blood all over my sisters bed I uncovered her and saw the doll with a knife in her hand, I was very scared that I threw out all of my dolls." The women said with a sad tone. " I'm sorry for your loss." Webby said a little bit sad for the women. Webby checked the time and saw that Dewey will be headed home soon so she said her goodbyes and walked  home.