My Doll

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Lisa's pov

I started feeling my body
weaken after all the meals
I refused to eat. Every
time she entered the room
with food, I turned away,
refusing to even look
her in the eyes. I just
couldn't find the apetite
in me to eat the food.
Its better to even starve
to death. I never left my
place in the floor near
the bedpost.

I heard the door open
again and I saw her come
towards me, holding a
plate of food. I refused
even though my stomach
protested. I couldn't eat
anything after what she did
to me.

She kneeled in front of
me. "Come on Lisa, eat
this. I don't like seeing
you like this" she asked
in a pleading tone. I

looked at her disgusted.
"You know what? I don't
like seeing you" I said
tilting my head. "I hate
this place... I hate this
food... and I HATE YOU" I
shouted, unable to keep
my anger in check, taking
deep breaths to calm
myself.

She scoffed getting up,
her expression darkened.
"I'm losing my patience
here Lalisa" She said in
a deadly tone keeping her
face in an unreadable
expression. "Eat" she kept
the plate on the floor
before me. "I will never
do whatever you say" I
said looking directly into
her eyes.

She laughed getting up. I
thought she lost it when she
just stood there laughing.
She went outside away from
my sight. She then came
back with something in
her hand behind her. My
eyes widened when I saw a
baseball bat held in her
hand. I crawled back till
I hit the wall. She started
coming towards me with an
expressionless face, her
eyes dark and distant. My
hands started shaking and
I could barely breathe as
he neared me. She pulled
back the bat and swiftly
swung the bat. I closed my
eyes waiting for a impact
when I heard a crash. I
looked up to see that she
had hit a lamp that was
kept in the table near me.
The impact of the bat had
made the lamp shatter to
pieces and I came to know
a little too well what
Would have happened if the
bat would have hit me.

"I don't want to hurt
you my doll. " she said
looking at me "EAT... or
you will be punished" She
kept watching me as she
said that. I slowly moved
towards the food and
started eating it. I felt
like gagging, but I know
what will happen if I give
in to the sensation. I
swallowed the food without
tasting it, emptying the
plate within 5 mins or so.
I holded back my tears
and I felt the pain
my throat. Don't cry...
please don't cry.

I moved away from the
plate as soon as I
finished it and went back
crouching near the wall
as if the wall would
give me some protection.
"Good girl" she said as she
took the plate and went
outside. I was thankful
that she left soon, I
relaxed in my position. My
luck sucked, as she came
back. I stiffened as she
came close to me. .. too
close. She stood near me
so that her legs almost
brushed my shoulder. I
heard a clattering noise
as I persumed that she was
cleaning the mess she made
before. I didn't dare
look up. She collected
remains of the lamp and
made her way outside, I
saw that she still had that
cold expression on her
face. I heard her close
the door and the sound
of the lock, now I know
she won't come back... at
least for some time. I
climbed onto the bed and
lied down, looking at the
ceiling with cracks and
wornout paint. I wanted
to wake up from this
nightmare and to my normal
life with Nancy sending me
insults and Irene holding
me back from hitting her.
But no, it never happened.
I was stuck in here and
Nancy had died, all because
of me. If only I had told
someone or anyone about
the stalker then this
Would have never happened.
I chose to keep it to
myself and it cost Nancy
her life.

I didn't know how, maybe
I was tired because of
crying too much or maybe
because of the fear. I
drifted off to sleep
slowly.

I woke up gasping for
air and felt that I was
sweating like hell, my
hair was dampen and stuck
to my head. Nancy.... I
ALWAYS woke up to the same
dream, the one where I see
a white blade stabbing
Nancy and her lungs eaten
by the stomach acids. I
always see her writhing
and felt her pain but
couldn 't move. I was
always pulled towards
a black hooded figure
smiling a sick smile.
I rubbed my eyes and
looked around. It was
dark, this was
the first
time I have slept for
a this long. I heard a
shuffling movement beside
me and turned around.
It was hard to see in
the darkness but, I knew
it was Jennie, sitting
at the edge of my bed.
My shoulder tensed and
I moved back a little.
I couldn 't makeout her
expression in the dark as
she turned to look at me.

"You're awake" she said
and I felt something in
her voice. I felt the
Jennie with whom I spent
my jogging routine every
morning. It was the
Jennie with whom I went
shopping with. It was my
friend Jennie with whom I
cherished every day.