It was a normal, stormy night. My friend and I just got back from Chick
Fil A. When we got back, we had the music booming and we were cleaning the house. Then suddenly we got a knock on the door. At the door was a coffin with the initials B on the corner. We were both curious. So we opened it. I opened it, and then I laughed. I laughed because it was a little doll, and I thought a little kid sent it to us. So then I showed it to my friend, and she thought I was crazy. While looking at this doll it looked very familiar to me. But all I could remember was the poem that we were told as kids. Beware of the stare of Mary Shaw. My friend doesn't remember who Mary Shaw. I told her that Mary Shaw was the women who had all the dolls. After looking …show more content…
But before I took her to get cremated, I took her to an investigator to find out what happened to her and how this happened. But this wasn't the first time they had seen something like this. They pulled up the information document about the other girl this had happened to. Then suddenly the man heard a rattle in the air vent. So then the man grabbed a flashlight and unscrewed the air vent. He couldn't see anything at first. So then he crawled around the air vent, and heard the rattling getting closer. The when the man got a few crawls closer he, saw a doll. And that doll was the same one that killed both of the girls. Then the man got very nervous, and he tried to escape. While he was trying to escape the vent shut on him. Then the doll started getting closer and closer. Then across the hall there was a loud scream. The scream was so loud it could be heard across the hall. With the scream being loud, the business manager heard it. So the business manager quickly ran into the room, and all he saw was the man's mouth wide open, his face cracked, and his tongue was gone. While the man was finding out what happened to my friend, I stopped by my parents house to see my dad and to talk to him. My so called stepmom was so happy to see me to finally see me again. I didn't really care about seeing her. But all I wanted to do was ask my my dad a question. I asked where he was and she said upstairs. So I went upstairs to go see him. My dad was sitting in a wheelchair, and as told by my stepmom, he had a stroke 2 months ago. After I caught up with everything that's been going on with my dad, I finally told him what I needed to. I asked him if he remembered the poem he read me when i was a kid. “Beware of the stare of Mary Shaw”. My dad didn't remember anything. But my stepmom knew exactly what I was talking about. But I just left because he obviously didn't remember anything before his stroke had happened. Then suddenly I remembered when
Fil A. When we got back, we had the music booming and we were cleaning the house. Then suddenly we got a knock on the door. At the door was a coffin with the initials B on the corner. We were both curious. So we opened it. I opened it, and then I laughed. I laughed because it was a little doll, and I thought a little kid sent it to us. So then I showed it to my friend, and she thought I was crazy. While looking at this doll it looked very familiar to me. But all I could remember was the poem that we were told as kids. Beware of the stare of Mary Shaw. My friend doesn't remember who Mary Shaw. I told her that Mary Shaw was the women who had all the dolls. After looking …show more content…
But before I took her to get cremated, I took her to an investigator to find out what happened to her and how this happened. But this wasn't the first time they had seen something like this. They pulled up the information document about the other girl this had happened to. Then suddenly the man heard a rattle in the air vent. So then the man grabbed a flashlight and unscrewed the air vent. He couldn't see anything at first. So then he crawled around the air vent, and heard the rattling getting closer. The when the man got a few crawls closer he, saw a doll. And that doll was the same one that killed both of the girls. Then the man got very nervous, and he tried to escape. While he was trying to escape the vent shut on him. Then the doll started getting closer and closer. Then across the hall there was a loud scream. The scream was so loud it could be heard across the hall. With the scream being loud, the business manager heard it. So the business manager quickly ran into the room, and all he saw was the man's mouth wide open, his face cracked, and his tongue was gone. While the man was finding out what happened to my friend, I stopped by my parents house to see my dad and to talk to him. My so called stepmom was so happy to see me to finally see me again. I didn't really care about seeing her. But all I wanted to do was ask my my dad a question. I asked where he was and she said upstairs. So I went upstairs to go see him. My dad was sitting in a wheelchair, and as told by my stepmom, he had a stroke 2 months ago. After I caught up with everything that's been going on with my dad, I finally told him what I needed to. I asked him if he remembered the poem he read me when i was a kid. “Beware of the stare of Mary Shaw”. My dad didn't remember anything. But my stepmom knew exactly what I was talking about. But I just left because he obviously didn't remember anything before his stroke had happened. Then suddenly I remembered when