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Tuesday, 13 November 2012

The scary doll story


Dancing in the snow like a ballerina Loop to loop to Loop and spinning like a spinning top, I almost fell over.

The town was empty and quiet. While dancing, I saw a big black chalk board. I picked up the chalk and wrote my name. Neatly writing Alma on the board, I heard  a squeaking noise. I turned around and there was a doll. It looked just like me. It was wearing the same Gloves, Vest, T-Shirt, Pants and Shoes as me.

Looking In the store I looked at my reflection - or was it? I looked down to remove the snow from my shoes. I then looked back up through the window and the doll had disappeared.
Walking towards the door I kept looking for the doll. I spotted it. I tried to open the door but it was locked. I made a snowball and threw it at the door.

As I started to walk home the door opened. Peeking around the door, I walked in. I saw lots of dolls. Some were creepy.
I saw the doll that looked just  like me. Nearly reaching my doll, I stepped on a toy. It was a doll boy on a bike. I turned it around and it  went straight to the door and the door SLAMMED. The doll  was riding into the door. It was trying to escape.

The doll that looked  just like me disappeared off the table. (BUFF)I saw the doll and it was on top of the drawers. I reached out and  I touched the face of the doll and.......(buff ) (bang). I had turned into a doll.
Nothing I could do, just look around. I think the other dolls were trying to warn me. Then I heard a strange noise. I saw a doll coming up from the basement below, it looked just like my sister.

1 comment:

Nikki said...

Hi marama I like that writing and that is so cool that you put a movie at the end Keep up the good work

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