The Doll 1

A bad day

Her hands shakily down at her side, Rhiley opens the door, revealing the most horrifying sight she has ever seen. The girl she had been searching for was feeding off of the flesh of her own cat. Rhiley takes a few shaky steps towards the girl, who looks up with glaring yellow eyes. But that wasn't her normal eye color. Rhiley holds the golden, and powerful sword in her hands to show to the girl. "Rachel, I know you're mad, but you told me to do this. You don't remember it." Rhiley says. The girl appearing with the name "Rachel" stands up, wearing a onesie, looked pretty comfy. Rachel looks at her with a look she has never given to anyone before. Rhiley holds her breath, trying not to speak, or say anything, or scream. "No help."

December 1, long ago in the 1900's, on a breezy Saturday morning...

The therapy school that had been built on the area that a church had been taken down after a storm had torn off half the building. Lily sat in the back of the car, glancing out the window where the new school sat. She sighs, wondering why they had moved from their hometown to a new neighborhood, close to a new school.
They drove into the driveway of their new house, in a neighborhood full of new people that had new people move in due to people leaving after their church was being replaced by a therapy school.
Lily hops out of the car.

"This house looks worse then the old one." She grouches, as she stomps her way up the steps. Her mom opens up the door, and Lily runs inside the empty house. She looks around at the boring, plain walls and sighs. "Where's my room?" She asks, turning around to her mom. "Down the hall." She replies, pulling out a cigarette. Lily runs down the hall and into a room. It's empty but it has a window that was larger than her old one. She sighs, and looks out the window where leaves continued to blow off trees.
Lily pulled put her sketchbook, and began drawing. She turns the page, to finish the back of the page, but something she hadn't drawn in her book was already there.

She glares at her sister who is walking down the hall. She looks at the drawing that appears to be a face, but since it's so good, and it's pretty, Just like Lily's older sister, Diana's art, she assumes it's something she drew. She stands up, placing her Sketchbook down in the empty space of her beige carpeted floor. She walks into the hallways shouting, "Diana! Did you color in my book?" Diana turns around and places the box she had for her room down, giving her a nice look. "Show me and I'll see if I did it." Diana replies, walking into Lily's doorway, she stops in her tracks, resting her hand on the boarding in the doorway, and looks confusingly at the empty page on the floor.

"Is that the page you're trying to show me?" Diana asks, taking a closer look at the page from afar. Lily runs into her bedroom, and picks up the sketchbook. In confusion, Lily doesn't seem to see anything anymore either. "I swear there was a picture there!" Lily pouts, almost wanting to throw her sketchbook onto the floor.

Diana rolls her eyes, and walks back out of the room. Lily, shrugs her shoulders and places her book down.
Late that night, Lily looks out her window, fogging it up, and drawing smiley faces on it, as thunder rumbles, and storm clouds loom over the horizon, It begins to rain. Lily looks up at the sky from her mattress, drifting off to sleep, the aesthetic sounds of the rain, and thunder rumbling softly, on a cold night, laying on a mattress in a cozy Onesie, with her favorite stuffed animal, was enough to make Lily smile, considering she hated thunder, and loud stormy nights, a night like this makes her feel better despite how grumpy she had been all day.

Bright and early that morning, soft whispers of cold air, and mildew. "This is horrible!" Lily says glancing at the wet grass, and dark grey clouds covering the sky, and the trees, with leaves falling off in large amounts a day. Lily grumbles staring as a squirrel skitters across the tall grass, and up a tree. I wish I could just smash it to pieces right now. Lily thinks, dreaming of being able to play outside today. Maybe of it wasn't so yucky outside.

Thats the whole reason she moved to this town, Because Lily has anger issues, and the new therapy school that had opened had classes for things like that. Lily sighs, running her fingers along the sides of the window. "Today is going to be a bad day." She thinks to herself.

So sorry for the inactivity, I have a looong list of things to do, such as youtube, discord contests, and fanarts, gifts-- So I'm going to try and work on the Little nightmares since thats my most rated, and then maybe some of Last to break, and then this!!