Giggles

Giggling

My mom called me downstairs and took off my little sister and I sung to our favorite song in the car, just the three of us while dad was at work. We were done doing the grocery and my mom asked us where we wanted to go next since she had lots of time in her hands and out of reason my little sister and I said the thrift store I dont know why buy we went anyway I ended buying nothing but mom and my sister had my mom bought some vases and my sister bought a doll there was something about that doll that felf unusual it was almost the size of my little sister which made me more uncomfortable anyways the doll was porcelain with a wood painted body it was wearing a silky white dress about high knee lenth and had astonoshing blue eyes and soft brown hair my mom had no problem buying it since it was only fifhteen dollars. After we got home my sister started playing with it having tea parties and such I told my mom I was going to my friends house James at around six mom said yes and about six o'clock and went waving goodbye to my mom and hoped on my car and drove off I was about Seventeen at that time and learned to drive at the age of thirteen anyways as I approached James front door I forgot I left my phone at my bedroom but didnt mind it anyways I pushed the doorbell I waited for some seconds when James swung the door open welcoming me to come inside after playing some video games James mom knocked on the door and handed me her phone and told me mom was on the phone I took the phone and mom said both her and my little sister went to aunt Maggies house for dinner I said goodbye and gave the phone to James mom, after having dinner at James house I asked him if he wanted to come over to my place and said yes, we got to my house around eleven thitry but mom wasnt home yet so we went to the back door James as we made our way to the hallway James grabbed my shoulder and shushed me whispering was their anyone hope I whispered my and he told me he heard footsteps as we walked in the hallway We listened for another minute and there it was again we listened again studying the footsteps and sounded like a childs footsteps we made our way upsairs which led to our bedrooms the we heard it again this time we heard a loud thud listening again it came from my sisters bedroom we got scared and went to my room to get the baseball bat and armed ourselfs we thought it was a intruder and shouted who ever was in there to show themself or were calling the police the footsteps stopped and James kicked the door to my sisters bedroom but there was no one there my sisters dolls scattred around the room the window open and the bed messed up and ending up thinking maybe a squirrle or an animal had gotten in the room, James screamed and tripped over some dolls and pointed at the corner of the room saying he saw a child after further inspection it was the doll my sister bought at the thrift store thats when I found something weird about it all of the dolls thrown had their hair messed up but hers was not James stood up and told me just to get out of the room since there was dolls scattred everywhere and that it scared him, closing the door behind I heared shuffling noises I looked back and saw nothing and assumed it was just my imagination. We went over to my room and played video games it started raining at about twelve fifhteen. James was unable to go home due to heavy rain so I told him he could sleep at my place I searched my room to find my phone so James could inform his mom that he would be sleeping over at my place we searched everywhere but couldnt find it luckly James bought his phone so I used his phone to call mine listened for it and heared it in the other room, sisters bedroom this made the hair on the back of my neck stand up since I remembered that i had left it at my desk but thought maybe my sister borrowed it before I could hung up it answered James eyes went wide and both shaken I said 'Hello?....' we heared nothing but giggles and hung the phone instantly shaken we both decided to not go out of my room and just sleep my mom then called from james phone asking why hadn't I picked up her and ended up lying that my phone was on silent she said that she'll not be able to come home also due to heavy rain. Both me and James drifted off to sleep we were awoken with sounds of running and giggling on the other room listening again it sounded it was on the hallway now we heard doors opening just as about the doorknob on my door started to twist James jumped up and quitely locked the door the doorknob twisted but did not open again the doorknob twisted but didn't open then we heared a light thud James looked at me frightened and shaken as I was, who or whatever this was it was small like a child or something I let James sleep next to me and drifted off to sleep again we awoke once more to running footstep James was still asleep but I didnt want to wake him up some I jolted out bed and quitely made my way through the door underneath my door was a small gap so I took a small piece of broken glass from my drawer and slid it under the door again I saw a reflection of a child like figure running when it ran back to my moms room I saw that it was wearing a white dress and black shoes it reminded me of the doll my sister bought and made me even more frightened than ever I pushed my drawer towards the door to block it. The next morning James woke me up saying he had a restless night we pushed the drawer back to the wall just as I was about to open the door I heared my sister scream I ran towards her she looked at me upset asking why had I trashed her dolls I said I didnt but she mocked me. James left after breakfast and I asked mom if I could use her car since my car needed repair, I drove off to the thrift store to the seller that look frightened when we bought the doll he was an elderly man about sixty years old I asked him about the doll after some convincing he sighed and told me.. ' You see that doll was found lying next to its dead owner, the girl was about six years old, I knew her, her name was Abigail she was my granddaughter, her mother was my daughter...' ' h-h-how did they d-die?..' I asked shakenly, ' Her husband was drunk that night they had a fight he ended up slicing her throat using a butchers knife and stabbed his daughter, my granddaughter...' the elderly man began crying in tears I felt bad I asked why was he selling the doll he told me that it just made him more depressed, he claims to have seen the doll crying, tears falling from its glass eyes, and heared it giggle which sounds more of a sobbing and just wanted to be loved by a family again....