“Ugly freak!”
I whispered, turned the doll over, and buried it
under a pillow.
I didn’t know if Lily could talk to Mom and
Dad through it.
So I had to be careful.
I put on a mask and gloves and took the fake aromatherapy into the bathroom.
I boiled water and heated up the fake bottle.
Then I dumned everything, including the
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shredded symbols, down the toilet.
1 reached over and slipped in the real bottle,
dabbing it with honeysuckle essential oil.
My heart was beating so hard I thought it
would burst.
If they found out, I was screwed.
That’s why I spent nearly $100,000 to get the
real one. All thanks to Lily, who gave me a
bunch of money to win my trust.
The one I got was real, with real herbs and
chemicals.
The one Mom gave me, was made with Lily’s
ashes, mixed with stolen corpses, and evil
symbols.
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It would put you in a coma, steal your soul,
and kill you.
That night, I jabbed the doll in the head with a
needle, turned her back the right way, and
went to bed.
Like last time, Mom came to tuck me in, and
light the dark, evil lamps.
Then, she grabbed the bottle of
‘aromatherapy‘ and put it on the stand.
The smoke began to rise, and she smiled like
she’d saved the world. She told me to get
some sleep and then left.
I didn’t go to bed.
Instead, I grabbed a few textbooks, and faked
doing my homework.
- Then I put my head down on my desk and pretended to sleep all night.
I went to bed right before the sun came up.
Mom came to wake me up at 11. She acted
normal, and took the doll to find clothes.
I finally took a deep breath.
Chad looked at my tired face and said, “Sleep
well, honey?”
“Yeah, just needed more sleep.”
I grinned.
He and Dad made eye contact and smiled.
Mom was extra affectionate with me today.
hugged the doll in its new clothes and acted
overjoyed.
My heart finally settled.
So far, Lily was exactly who I thought she’d
- be.
Trapped in the doll, unable to move or speak.
That night, I repeated the same routine,
swapping out the poison aromatherapy.
But this time, I went to bed for real.
I was actually sleeping soundly when I felt a
coldness coming from the doll’s bed.
The lights went darker.
1 shivered.
“Tap… tap… tap…”
I heard tiny shoes hitting the floor.
“Tap… tap… tap… tap…”
The sound was stiff, but it was coming closer
to my bed.
Then a cold breeze blew past.
The hairs on my arms and neck went on end.
Like someone’s hair had just landed on me.
A shadow fell over me
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The dead feeling slowly pressed down, about
to fall on me…
Suddenly!
I shot my eyes open!
I saw dark, soulless eyes in the dim light.
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