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please read my story=^.^=

Answer 1

Angelina
It all started a few years back. I got this doll for my eighth birthday. Her name was Angelina. I knew something felt wrong as soon as I saw her. I told my mom I didn’t like it and she needed to take it back but she wouldn’t listen and called me a spoiled brat. That night I put her up in my closet and went to sleep. A couple hours later I woke up to a loud noise downstairs in the kitchen. I went to go investigate and there was glass everywhere. I bent down to pick some up and realized it was broken dishes. I stood up and looked behind me and there she was looking straight at me. I screamed and tried to run back to my room but before I could make it up the stairs my parents woke up and came running. They asked me if I was okay but I was shaking and couldn’t speak. They went into the kitchen and saw the glass. They came back to me and saw a broken dish in my hand. I told them what happened but they wouldn’t believe me. My mom thought it was an act of me trying to get rid of it. My dad said he saw me put her in my closet and took me upstairs to prove it. As sure as he was Angelina was right there in the exact spot and exact position I left her in. That week I wasn’t allowed to go outside the house other than school and I didn’t get my allowance either. Everything was fine until about a month later. I started hearing little noises here and there but didn’t think much of it. A few days later I started seeing things misplaced around the house. I figured it was mom and dad cleaning and forgetting to put stuff back so I did it for them. Soon after that I noticed my parents fighting more and more. Things were starting to go downhill. Every time they fought objects around the house would start to shake. Sometimes it got so bad I would start to cry. The fighting would get so bad that dad started hitting mom and braking things then go spend the night in a hotel. This went on for months. I didn’t understand why this was happening. I was too young. Eventually my parents filed a divorce. I stayed with my mom and got to see my dad in the summer. I liked dad’s house better because the air felt better and was thinner. Mom’s house was always so cold and had this bad feeling to it telling you to get out of there as fast as you can. Years later I had completely forgotten about Angelina. I had the occasional nightmares but other than that everything was fine. On my sixteenth birthday I got my first cell phone and computer from my dad. My mom didn’t really like the idea but went along with it. One day I decided to clean my closet and in the very back I found her. I didn’t think much and through her out. That night I couldn’t go to sleep. I kept feeling like someone or something was watching me. I called my boyfriend at that time but my phone said there was no signal. At that point I got some water and went on my computer. When I put in my password I was terrified. The first thing that popped up was a death note. It said “I’m gonna get you.” I thought it was a joke at first so I went back to bed. At this point I was more awake than ever. I laid back and closed my eyes but couldn’t get that message out of my mind. I opened my eyes a few minutes later. I was scared to death. There she was. On my ceiling. She was surrounded with blood that spelled out your next. I ran to my mother’s room. She was sleeping or so I thought. I tried shaking her saying “Mom. Mom. Get up please mom.” I had tears in my eyes when I realized she was ice cold. I pulled the covers from her. She was stabbed multiple times in her stomach and chest. I knew I had to get out of the house. I ran downstairs and unlocked the door but it was useless. It just kept locking up the more I tried. I then tried to open the windows. I was screaming at the top of my lungs. Luckily the neighbors herd me and called the police. I heard them outside and so did the doll. She started throwing things at me. I didn’t know where to go. I felt her all around me. If I tried to block anything she threw at me she would leave marks and burns on me. Finally the police broke down the door. Once they entered the furniture went back to how they originally looked. The police wouldn’t believe what happened. They thought I was trying to protect the killer. Eventually they gave up investigating and it became a cold case. I moved in with my dad for the rest of high school. Everything was fine but I never forgot about that day. Soon I went to college and majored in super natural happenings. Soon once I was skilled enough I went back to the house and grabbed the doll. I went to the backyard and started a fire. I put candles around the fire and put a curse on the doll to never kill or hurt again then I through her in the fire.

Answer 2

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Answer 3

what this about

Answer 4

good job keep up the good work

Answer 5

read n thx

Answer 6

Good story

Answer 7

Good story, really good.

Answer 8

thx

Answer 9

good story but watch your grammar you have minor problems but keep making stories like that and you could get noticed!

Answer 10

It's pretty okay, but needs some work (sorry I'm critical about writing since I write stories myself) There's a few grammar mistakes and spelling errors, I would stay away from choppy sentences, for example:

I went to the room. It was very dark and cold. I open the blinds and saw the moon shining. It was beautiful.

Try and put commas or semi-colons in there somewhere so its not running on or choppy.

Other than that, it's a pretty great plot :)

Answer 11

thx yall

Answer 12

this story is just amazing and u keep it up and this will take u far in life @kittycat123

Answer 13

do yall really think so cause I just wrote this in like 3h at the most some1 gav me a topic and I wrote what came to mind

Answer 14

great story...a little scary too

Answer 15

THE SCARY PART!



I opened my eyes a few minutes later. I was scared to death. There she was. On my ceiling. She was surrounded with blood that spelled out your next. I ran to my mother’s room. She was sleeping or so I thought. I tried shaking her saying “Mom. Mom. Get up please mom.” I had tears in my eyes when I realized she was ice cold. I pulled the covers from her. She was stabbed multiple times in her stomach and chest.

Answer 16

AHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!

Answer 17

u ain't lying

Answer 18

thank you

Answer 19

Try not to say "at that point" so much.And the ending needs to be fixed.We need to know if she died or just got stabbed a whole bunch of times.

Answer 20

That was good, but take the advice everyone is giving you.! It caught my attention enough to read it. So hope you can make it into a real book and get it published. ! Good luck !

Answer 21

thx n I sed her skin was ice cold doesn't that mean shes been dead for hours if shes cold n covered in blood

Answer 22

@Darknight200

Answer 23

omg thats long yea not rite now

Answer 24

ok

Answer 25

I like it! :)

Answer 26

thx

Answer 27

Very nice. If you want more reads, I suggest creating a Wattpad account, and posting it there as well. Good job!

Answer 28

It is an amazing story.I believe it will get far with hard you have tried.

Answer 29

*how hard

Answer 30

good job

Answer 31

Thx

Answer 32

Great keep up the good work

Answer 33

thank you I will

Answer 34

I LOVE IT ! IT'S AWESOME @kittycat123

Answer 35

NIce Story!

Answer 36

Thx yall

Answer 37

I really enjoyed your story interesting you should think about publishing in a book. Fantastic job keep up the great work.

Answer 38

it good

Answer 39

your story is nice keep up the good work

Answer 40

thx guys