The doll sat in the back seat with Fern. As she looked into the bag to see it, she noticed the doll's hand was sticking up, it wasn't like that in the store! Oh well she sighed and brought the doll up stairs to her room.She really hated the doll so she threw it in the garbage and went out to play. In about 3 hours she came back inside and the doll was sitting up right ontop of her bed. She threw it back under the bed and went back down for supper. Again when she came back up,the doll was on the bed. Fern was really getting scared so she tossed the doll out side in the dumpster. That night she heard a limping sound out side her bedroom door. "
GO AWAY!" she shouted not knowing what it was. Her door opened and Fern screamed. The lights flicked out her her mother was at her side in a second. "Whats your doll doing by the door?" She asked stroking it's black hair. "Opps!" She said and took the doll back.When her mom left she ran into the closet and locked the doll in there.
The next night she heard, "Fernnyyyyyyy, I'm comming out to seeeeeeeee you!!!" "NO!" She cried not me! The voice laughed and ran out into the hall. "OK...Ferny,what ever you sayyyyyy." There was a scream and Fern ran out into her mom's room. Her mom was frozen on the bed. She called 911.When the police found her they said she died of a sudden heart attack and shock. Looking down Fern saw the doll laying at the foot of the bed. Fern grabbed it, took a knife from down stairs and began to rip open the doll. "I wouldn't do that..." it laughed. Fern didn't care and tore apart the doll and threw it away.
The next 2 days went good. One night, she heard the doll's voice. Laaast chanceeee Ferny..." She didn't listen and covered her ears. The next and last night she smelt something burning. THE HOUSE!!!! The next day when the police came they found no living remains of people in the rubble of the house.Every one there died. But strangely, the only thing they found was unharmed: The doll, sitting upright, on the grass.