Most kids say they've seen a ghost, am I right? Almost every kid who says that just made it up at the very second they said it. Well, my story is different.
I said there in my pink room brushing my Golden Blonde hair that so many girls were envious of, When suddenly I heard a noise. I looked over to where it was coming from, it was coming from my shelf it sounded like a little girls voice, it was sweet and high pitched, but it was a quiet whisper, I could just make out the words "1,2,3 Play with me" I frowned, must be my imagination. I put my hair brush down and just as I went to leave the room I heard the voice again "Or I'll have to come get you"
This time I ran for it, I ran down the stairs
"MUM" I cried I was scared
"Whats wrong?" My mum asked
"My Doll" I said my eyes widening as I said the word Doll
"Whats wrong with your doll?" mum asked
"It, it,it was talking, to me" I said
My mum laughed
"I'm sure it was just your imagination" said mum hugging me tight
"Anyway, I think it's time for you to go to bed" mum said then she kissed my head
I ran off upstairs and jumped into my bed. I turned the lights off. I closed my eyes
"1,2,3 Come play with me"
I screamed
The next thing I remembered was blacking out.
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Never wrote a Horror/paranormal story, I've always wrote Happy stories all about dreams and stuff like that.
Please tell me what you think!!
Thanks :)
