Written by Avni chalwadi
In a quiet school tucked away in a small town , a girl named Pranjal was chatting with her friends between classes. Her group was buzzingwith gossip when one of them suddenly said , " You know, yesterday I found a beautiful pink purse."
Pranjal raised an eyebrow ." Where did you find it ?"
" In th backyard of the school ," the friend replied casually.
Pranjal's best friend Samiksha , frowned. " That's stealing. Someone might have just dropped it ."
" She left it there , didn't she ?" The friend shrugged. " It's not like she was coming back for it ."
Samiksha didn't look convinced, but Pranjal was intrigued. A thought sparked in her mind . " What if there's more back there ? "
Later that day , as soon ended , Pranjal whispered to Samiksha, " Let's go and check the back yard ."
Samiksha hesitated , but nodded , " Okay. Just for a bit ."
They snuck behind the school , where the gras was tall and unkept . Amid the bushes and weeds , Pranjal spotted something strange - a porcelain doll.
It's face was painted with a gentle smile, but it's eyes ... They felt alive
A soft pink dress , now slightly dirty , still clung perfectly to its body .
" Look at this ! " Pranjal said , lifting the doll.
Samiksha Immediately stepped back .
" I don't like that . It's eyes ..... They're too real ."
Pranjal laughed . " Oh , come on . Don't try to scare me . It's just a doll ."
They dropped the doll there and went towards their respective house
But that night , something strange happend.
As Pranjal entered her room , her heart skipped a beat . The doll was sitting on her chair , even though she had left that doll in the backyard. Confused , she matched to her brother's room .
" Why did you put that doll in my room ?" She asked
Her brother looked puzzled . " What are you talking about ? I didn't touch anything. "
Though unsure , Pranjal decided to shrug it off . Maybe he was lying.
She placed the doll on her study table and went to sleep .
The next morning , she woke up to find the doll lying beside her smiling on the bed . Her stomach turned with unease.
Still , she convinced herself that it was just her brother playing prank .
At school , she sat beside Samiksha, and when she opened her bag to pull out her book , she froze.
The doll was there staring at her .
The same night, Pranjal had a terrifying dream . Someone or something was trying to strangle her . When He woke up gasping for breath, she found the doll sitting on her chest , it's cold porcelain face inches from hers .
Screaming, she hurled it out of the window - but the next moment, it was back on her table .
Days passed. Pranjal stopped sleeping. Her eyes turned hollow , and she grew pale . Her voice trembled with fear . She began whispered to herself . Her parents grew worried , but no one believed her stories.
One day , Samiksha came to visit .
She found Pranjal curled up under a blanket, shivering. Dark circles marked her face , and her eyes were wild with fears .
" Stay away from me ! " Pranjal scremed." She doesn't like anyone near me !"
"I am here to help you ! Don't worry "
Samiksha said with concern.
Samiksha turned - and saw the doll .
But this time.... it's painted with smile had carved into a twisted , satisfied smirk . Samiksha understood that the doll has possed her dearest friend she knew something was wrong with this doll.
With shaking hands but a determined heart , Samiksha grabbed the doll. It felt heavier now , colder . She ran straight to the school's back yard - the place from where it came she threw the doll on the ground and took out matchstick and burned the doll in the fire . As the flames devoured the doll , a scream echoed through the wind . The air turned still .
Back at home , Pranjal her beat friend smiled after so many days
She was free.
Samiksha , relieved , returned home that evening . She felt proud , strong . She had saved her friend .
But when she steeped into her room...
There it was .
The same doll , sitting silently on her bed .
Watching .
After one week Samiksha died mysteriously but one thing was strange she was found near a creepy doll smiling and on the mirror it was written YOU ARE NEXT .
The End....
Or is it a beginning
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