The Doll

One day Emily and Her mother were walking to get a new doll. They were off to Emily's favorite doll place, Fronda Ponda. When they got there there was a sign that said that it was closed down. "Mom! Thats not fair! They have to stay open! Where will i get my dolls?!?" Emily whined.
"Honey i think you have enough dolls." Her mother said and walked away."Humph." Emily thought. She looked closer in the store. "Is that?..." she started. She walked down some steps to the entrance of the store. "A doll?" She said to her self. It is true, for there was a doll inside the store. All alone. It was wearing white rags with a beautiful necklace and she had brown ragged hair. Emily felt sorta bad for it. She reached for the door handle knowing what the result would be. But too her surprise, it opened. Emily walked in being as quiet as she possibly could. She reached down and picked up the doll. She looked at her. "I'm gonna have too fix you up when we get home." She said too the doll. She took off the dolls necklace. It had a name carved in it. She put it on, and stuffed the doll in her blue pink poka-dotted purse. "Fits perfectly!" Emily said excitedly.
"Who's there?" Said a woman whose eyes were drifting in their sockets as if she was blind. She was wearing the same thing as the doll. She even looked like her! Also she was wearing the same necklace that Emily had now put on. Emily ran. While she was running she looked at the name that was carved into the necklace.
"Molly. Huh."