For those of you who don’t know, I recently gave a shout out to a little girl named Haeleigh Kirksey on my Twitter page. Haeleigh is only 11 years old and has started writing short horror stories and has even created her own blog to showcase them, check that out here! She is also a very talented artist; which I hope she showcases on her blog as well. I am so excited to watch her talent grow and to see her creative mind in its infancy. Not long ago, I told her that I would be happy to share one of her short stories with all of you fear junkies, and today she came to me with The Doll.
So, for your daily horror fix, I introduce to you Haeleigh Kirksey with The Doll.
Not long ago, a little girl named Hyuko got a doll for Christmas. It was her first Christmas without her mother, who died of cancer 2 months before. As she was walking back to her aunt’s house, a cold breeze made her pull her jacket tight. When she got home, Hyuko, went to see if her aunt and uncle were asleep and they were. She then went to her room and played Charlie Charlie and asked if her mother could come through. The pencil then moved and pointed to yes. What Hyuko didn’t know was that her mother possessed her doll that night, so she didn’t believe her aunt when she said that the doll moved.
“Hyuko, the doll moved! I swear it did!” her aunt would commonly say.
“No, it didn’t. You’re imagining things. There are no such things as possessed dolls!” Hyuko would say back to her.
Her aunt would walk upstairs and hear Hyuko talking to someone.
“Hyuko, who are you talking to…?” her aunt asked.
“Oh, I’m just talking to my doll…” Hyuko said suspiciously.
Her Aunt walked out of her room and put her ear to the door. She could hear Hyuko saying, “Mother, does this bow look good on my doll…?” Hyuko asked her mother’s ghost.
Hyuko’s aunt told her husband that she saw Hyuko’s doll move, but her husband didn’t believe her either.
“You are just paranoid, Hun.” her husband always said to her.
One night, while Hyuko and her uncle slept, the doll crept toward Hyuko’s aunt. Then, the spirit of Hyuko’s mom came out of the doll. Hyuko’s mother, Veronica, went to the piano room and started playing eerie music on the piano. Veronica’s music was so creepy, it sounded like an old music box. Hyuko’s aunt heard the piano, so she decided to investigate.
“Veronica…? Is that you? Are you a ghost…?” Hyuko’s aunt said nervously.
“Yes, it’s me. And yes, I’m a ghost. I’m very disappointed in you, dear sister. You’ve never treated little Hyuko as your own. She deserves a better life than what you are giving her. So, that’s why I must eliminate you from her life. I’m sorry… my dear sister.”
Veronica gets up and walks toward her sister with a knife. She stabs her sister multiple times to make sure that she’s dead. Blood poured everywhere. After Veronica killed her sister, she dragged Hyuko’s aunt and buried her in the woods. Ghost Veronica tells her daughter that her aunt went for a long “nap”.
No one ever found the dead body of Veronica’s sister.