Dolly

Dolly is a scary story written by destiny's child. It's about a girl named Autumn who goes to school and finds that there is a new girl in her class who looks so perfect, she could almost be a doll. On her first day back at school after the Summer holidays, Autumn was delighted to see all her friends again. When they filed into the classroom and took their desks, the teacher said she had an announcement to make. 'Class, we have a new student this year,' she said. 'Her name is Dolly.' Autumn looked at the new girl. She was really pretty, with long blond hair, bright blue eyes and pale white skin. Her features were so refined that they looked almost too perfect, as if they had been carved from porcelain. The year before, Autumn had been the new girl at school and she knew how difficult that could be. It had taken her a long time to make friends, so at lunch time, she made a point of sitting beside Dolly. She wanted to make her feel welcome and help her settle in. 'Hey!' she said cheerfully, 'Welcome to our school!' Dolly looked up. 'Oh, thank you!' she said. Her voice was very sweet and polite. 'It's nice to meet you. What's your name?' 'I'm Autumn,' she answered. 'I was new once too. I know how it feels. You'll get used to it.' 'Yeah, I hope so,' sighed Dolly. 'I don't really know anybody yet.' 'Well now you know me,' smiled Autumn. 'Hey, if you like, you could come over to my house after school.' 'Sure!' said Dolly, grinning from ear to ear. 'That sounds like fun!' Over lunch, they talked about a lot of things. As it turned out, they had a lot in common. The two girls shared the same interests: clothes, hair and makeup. Both of them also collected dolls. Autumn was actually surprised by how well they got along and after only knowing each other for one day, she felt like they were the best of friends. Dolly was turning out to be really nice, smart and interesting. She really was perfect, just like a doll. At the end of the day, when school had finished, Autumn waited for Dolly and the two girls walked home together. When they reached home, Dolly took one look and excalimed, 'Wow, your house is so cool!' 'Really?' asked Autumn, looking at the plain semi-detached. 'It's just... a normal house. I bet yours is much cooler.' Dolly grinned. 'Definitely not,' she said. The girls ran up to Autumn's bedroom and had a really fun time just talking about stuff. Autumn showed Dolly her clothes, her makeup and her collection of dolls. Then, they went downstairs to watch TV. Not long after that, Autumn's mother arrived home from work. 'Is that your sister?' asked Dolly as she walked in. 'My sister?' Autumn laughed out loud. 'No! That's my mom!' 'Really? Wow, she looks so young!' exclaimed Dolly in amazement. Autumn had to go to the bathroom, so she excused herself. When she came back, she found her mother sitting in the living room, deep in conversation with Dolly. 'Autumn! Your friend is so interesting and talented,' said her mother. 'Did she show you her trick?' 'What trick?' asked Autumn. 'She can do ventriloquism,' said her mother. 'Go on, Dolly. Show her.' Autumn looked at Dolly. 'You're able to throw your voice?' she asked. 'Yes, of course!' replied Dolly. Her lips never moved. That night, as Autumn lay awake in bed, she thought about her new friend. She didn't know what it was, but something about Dolly unnerved her. Maybe it was the way she was able to speak without moving her mouth, or maybe it was how she always seemed so perfect. 'I guess that's why her parents named her Dolly,' she mumbled to herself. The name definitely seemed to fit her. Looking at the time, she saw that it was growing late so she switched off the bedside lamp, rolled over and went to sleep. Suddenly she heard a strange, high-pitched laugh. She shot up. Who was that? She was a little scared. When she didn't hear anything else she lay back down in bed, thinking it was nothing. The next couple days Dolly came over a lot. One Saturday, Autumn went downstairs to ask her mom something. She had heard the laughing three nights in a row now and she was kind of sca