The Cursed Doll

Chapter 2: It Needs Batteries

Layla POV

I guess its time to sleep. I prepared my bed. I got Molly from my doll collection room to be my bedmate. Molly is so cute. I set the alarm for tomorrow. I slept.

After a few minutes, I woke up. I heard someone running outside my room. I don't know who will it be. Wait. Where's Molly? Molly is missing. She is supposed to be in my bed but she's gone. I decided to go out of the room.

"Mom? Dad?", I called. Lately, I felt that I have to pee. I went to the cr and locked the door.

After I pee, I unlocked the door. I was shocked when I saw Molly outside the cr.

"Molly, what are you doing here?", I asked my doll as if she can talk. Suddenly, she laughed. I was shocked. I looked at the doll carefully. I saw a button and I think I accidentally pressed it that's why she laughed. I went back to my room with Molly. I fixed my bedsheet then I placed her in my bed then I lied there.

The next day, Jack visited me. I hate him because he didn't greet me yesterday for my 17th birthday.

"Layla, I'm so sorry. Our family had an emergency. I tried to contact you but my phone said that you are out of reach.", he apologized.

"Fine. Fine."

"Belated happy birthday. Here, chocolates for you.", he said handling me a box of tobleron. I love tobleron.

"Yay! Thanks!", I said then hugged him.

"Hmm. Layla. If you don't mind, can I go to school with you?"

"Sure. I like it. Wait. Come. I'll show you something.", I told him ordering him to follow me. We went to my room and I showed him Molly.

"What's that?", he asked thinking what am I holding.

"She's Molly, my doll given by Chloe."

"Oh. Its nice. Can I touch it?"

"Sure.", I gave him Molly. After a few seconds, Jack shouted. He let go of Molly.

"Jack! What's the matter?!", I asked loudly.

"Her eyes.....blinked.", he said and he really sounds scared.

"What are you talking about? Molly's eyes...blinked? I think that's impossible.", I said.

"Layla. I saw it with my two eyes."

"Wait. Are you saying my doll is possessed?!"

"That's not it. You're right. Perhaps, that's just my imagination."

"That's just your imagination, Jack.", I said then he went away. I can't believe that Jack is scared of Molly just because he saw her blinked.