Doll

Now I am going to tell you a story so horrid and scary that you will never recover. This story is about a beautiful girl named Doll. Why do you ask? Was she named Doll? Her parents loved pretty, numb, gorgeous things, including their daughter ... So they named the young child Doll, because, like a doll, she never spoke back. 

Doll was never allowed outside; her parents always told her that it was too dangerous for someone as petite as she was. Doll had a very small room filled with pink furniture to show her innocence as pure as the color itself. The room had only one window, and it was so small, you could barely see it. Oh, but our Doll didn’t seem to mind that small window; that’s how small her world was. Her parents had a huge house, a mansion, and sometimes they would have lavish parties, where Doll was not allowed to attend. But at one party, Doll found a way to open her door; she crawled up to where the stairs began, and heard the music, saw the dances, and noticed the maid. Our dear Doll had heard of the maid from eavesdropping on her parents but never saw her in the flesh. The maid caught a glimpse of her and thought she was an intruder. She went up and saw that the girl was no intruder but the master’s daughter. The maid apologized to Doll , but Doll was more interested in the party than the maid's apology. Doll asked the maid so many questions about the party, the people, and who she was. 

The maid was the same age as Doll, named Rose. Doll was confused because her parents had told her that she was still a child while Rose could work. Rose explained to her that Doll was not a child but an adult because being 24 years old means being an adult. Doll was conflicted as to why her parents would lie to her about this and what else they were lying about. Rose felt bad for her and so told her a secret: Her parents kept all sorts of books under a loose tile under their bed. Doll was so happy to hear that and began preparing to take those books. 

After some time, Doll already knew her parents’ schedule: when they went out, how long they stayed out, etc. So Doll prepared everything to take the books and waited for her parents to leave. The moment they left, she ran to their room and started searching under their bed for the loose tile. Doll found them and ran to her room as quickly as she could. Unfortunately, there were only 3 thick books: 1- sex tortures, 2- blood sacrifices, 3- and finally romance with a little dark twist. These books had many big words that Doll could not fully understand until the last book. The last book was about a romance between a man and a woman, where the woman was obsessed with him. She would let him leave his room, choose his outfit, decide what he ate, etc. This situation sounded so familiar to Doll; that's when it clicked: It was her story! She found Rose, the maid, and asked her if that was what her parents were doing to her. Rose, with sadness in her eyes, said yes to our poor, poor Doll. 

Doll was confused, then became upset, and the final emotion was rage. Doll was angry that her parents denied her the world, denied her freedom! So she decided to get revenge on her parents, but she needed a little help from her new friend Rose. 

Doll told Rose to put a sleeping pill in her parents’ drinks before they went to bed and told her to leave as soon as she did this. Rose did not ask anything and did as she was told, but before she could leave, she said goodbye to Doll. 

Her parents woke up scared and tied to their favorite chairs. Doll was standing in front of them, holding the book on sex tortures. And she opened the book and began to read: EATING YOUR PARTNER‘S SEX THINGY. A cannibal‘s true fantasy. She looks at them and asks: Are you ready, mommy and daddy? While wearing a very creepy smile. Her parents start to beg their daughter not to do anything foolish, but she does not listen. THE TORTURE BEGINGS. 

The first to fall, the victim was her father. She gave him a blue medicine that had something written: Viagra. According to the book, this medicine would get his penis up and ready for her. The next step was to cut his penis off and make a strap. With this strap, she made her mother fuck her husband until Doll said so. After 6.5 hours of getting fucked and bleeding out, her father died of blood loss. When she noticed that he died, she took his body and put it back on the chair. Doll turned to her mother and said: Ready, Mommy? Her eyes were sparkling with excitement. 

She took the penis out of the strap and chopped it into small cubes. Doll took the cubes and started to feed her mother the cubes. Her mother fainted for the first 6 minutes. Doll slapped her mother every time she fainted. Her mother's torture was the longest; it lasted 3 days, with her screaming STOP! But it ended with her mother dying from a heart attack because of everything Doll had done to her. 

Doll, sitting in front of both her dead parents, felt the emptiness. The thrill of torture and the excitement of killing had made more happy that she could have ever guessed. She wanted to feel that again and listen to their screams; especially the screams made her feel more powerful than ever. Doll had discovered something about herself. She loved the art of killing for fun. Doll found one of the wine bottles of her parents; she sat in front of the TV. 

Doll was listening to the news about serial killers and how the police can't find or identify them. She had a brilliant thought: Why not become a serial killer? Her excitement came again, and it would never leave. She left the house and burned it down, along with her parents' corpses inside. Doll was so happy that she finally could be outside, breathe fresh air, and drive her parents' favourite car. Doll drove away to become the best, most frightening serial killer.