Friday The 13th of October... Time; 2:00
Bella's Pov...
well today's the day, I think to myself as I place the sunflowers on my Big Sisters newly created grave, and untimely death. On it says "hear lies Annabelle Margaret Hussie. Never will be forgotten, and never unloved. I stare at it with misty eyes as I think of how great of a big sister she was comes to my mind, but out of her 15 years of life I think of nothing. I can't remember when the last time I had a good memory of Anna, I don't know why but she used to say these weird things like, I am the one, the door keeper, or I am not God nor Satan but rather in between, I never really understood her, and I guess she felt the same way towards me because unless she needed to ask me something, she never spoke to me, looked at me, or even spoked about me. I don't know how we had developed such a poisoned relationship, or how we are even related at all, but there's one thing that we both bonded on. Dolls. We loved them more than anything else in the world, we would care for them like they were our own. We collected them like baseball cards, but to no avail did we ever have enough to satisfy ourselves with. We also loved the movie Annabelle in which my mom named her after, being a big fan herself and all. So it became our Sister Bonding time, dolls that is. Untill the accident...
*flashback...*
So I was in my room with Annabelle, we were playing with her favorite doll Marie Ann. She had black sockets for eyes and white pal skin. She had silky black hair and red pursed lips. She had on a traditional Japanese rope on with the pattern of blue roses. The only thing I found weird about Marie was how she in a way spoke to Anna; I caught Anna speaking to it like as if it controlled her. She was in a corner cutting herself with a razor, whispering "Shi,Koroshimasu,Kirai,Jisatsu, and karera ni shiharawa seru". I didn't know what that meant at the time. All I knew was that that was Japanese language and that my sister was cutting herself with a razor, so I immediately took it from her. She looked odd or more than usual. When I took the razor from her she tilted her head and screamed;"KOROSHIMASU," launched herself on top of me Screaming that word over and over again, while trying to grab the razor from me. I fake threw it aside which made her turn her head. That was my chance, I threw her off me and pin her down. She screamed it again which made my parents come up. They said she was just upset or something, and that there is nothing to be worried about, but I knew different. She kept on acting like this for weeks, untill that day. October 1st, when she was acting... happy.Anna told me, mom, and dad to get out of here and do something for once. She insisted that she should stay behind because of all the homework she had to catch up on being in therapy so much. My parents happy that she was being "normal" for once agreed. So we were gone for 2 hours, when we came back into was dead silent. My mom and dad said to go up and check on your sister and so, I did. So instead of finding Annabelle doing her make up work, I saw something that made me stop dead in my tracks. It was Annabelle, but she was on the floor, in a pool of bronzish-blood, her eyes driving of blood as well. Some of the blood was dry others drying, and she her body was twisted bones broken to be that way, and her facial expression wasn't human. Her tongue was cut up and spread in the blood, her mouth wide open like she was screaming till her last breath, but the sight of her wasn't what made me stop dead. Her favorite doll, Marie lay on her bed, blood was all she wore, in her hand was a note. I gently picked it up and began to read the word's that was anna's Farwell...
Note...
All is gone all is lost life has no meaning for we shall all die one day, and our bodies shall never be the same. For we shall be here and we shall stay KOROSHIMASU,
KOROSHIMASU, that shall be my calling,KOROSHIMASU,KOROSHIMASU,is what I shall be and then you'll see, what life's meaning really is to me...
VOUS LISEZ
Annabelle In Between the Gate
FantastiqueBella is the younger sister of Annabelle, they are both fascinated by Paranormal and expecially Dolls but when Annabelle committs suicide, or apparently suicide, Bella her younger sister gets her favorite doll. Marie ann... the doll that could and c...
