Cindy Did It

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Status: Finished  |  Genre: Horror  |  House: Booksie Classic
An only child is forced to find companionship with her favorite doll, after a new baby is born and no one gives her the attention she seeks, what happens when this doll turns against her.

Submitted: February 14, 2017

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I was always a very quiet child and acted quite maturely for a girl my age. I hated playing with other kids because they behaved like... Well kids, they played in dirt, spilled drinks all over their clothes, whined all day when no one payed them attention, let's just say they were too childish for me, I'll rather play with my toys, that's why I never had friends, that's why it never bothered me when we had to move. Yeah dad got a promotion in his office, I was turning 6 soon and mum was pregnant, that meant we needed an upgrade, I don't know why but my parents were pretty excited about it and I couldn't care less so why not. we moved to a quiet estate with beautiful houses. I must admit, the house we moved into was quite homely, I over heard dad telling mum how the former owners sold the house to him at a very ridiculous price when nothing was wrong with the building, my mum told him how maybe this year was their lucky year and joked about going gambling later on, my parents were a weird bunch. When we were done arranging and decorating the house to our taste we settled down nicely, and life was good from then on. Being an only child as at then my parents gave me must of their free time, though I didn't really ask for all the attention, I enjoyed as much of it as I could. My mum enjoyed dressing me up in silly costumes and showing me off to her friends... I still didn't get why she did that, one time she was going through my dresser and found one of my old ballerina costumes, she immediately began dressing me up, the outfit was a little tighter but what got my mum was when the shoes couldn't fit. My mum started crying, heartbroken that her little girl wasn't so little anymore and no matter what my dad did to console her the crying only got worst. I felt so guilty, I joined my mum in crying blaming my body for growing, it wasn't long before my dad joined in when he couldn't console us. we consoled ourselves with ice creams later that night and watched my favorite movies together.... Those were good days, but the good days didn't last so long for me. After my 6th birthday, I started school. Well let's just say that was the beginning of a whole new life for me, my mum drove me to school on the first day after fighting with my dad who thought it wasn't good for her to be driving in her condition, she was heavily pregnant, I was scared the baby was going to literally drop from her if she stands to long, anyways she dropped me off with an over enthusiastic teacher who promised to take care of me, it took all the strength my mum had in her to stop her self from crying, she cried a lot lately. The first day of school, was literally my worst nightmare, dumb kids everywhere. Drooling, crying, shouting for no reason... I officially hated school. Life was still considerably good from then on, that was until it happened, Jimmy was born. Dad was always so excited when we visited the hospital to see mum and the baby. When Jimmy came home a big party was thrown in his honor, all our relatives and friends came around to visit every single day, it was always all about Jimmy, it was either jimmy this or jimmy that, "aww he's so cute","he's so handsome", "see how blue his eyes are", nobody cared about Abby anymore, big old ugly Abby, only Jimmy, he was the whole world to everyone. Mom never played dress up with me anymore, she only dressed Jimmy now, he was her little baby now. My parents never gave me their time anymore, I was beginning to feel neglected, I spent all my time after school in my room playing with my toys since I had no friends. There was a day Jimmy crawled into my room and started chewing on the head of my favorite doll, her name was Cindy, she was my best friend. I came in and found him chewing hard on Cindy, with his tiny baby teeth, I immediately dragged the doll away from his mouth and started screaming at him, Jimmy started whining like the little brat he was with blood gushing out of his mouth, I must have pulled out his tooth when I pulled my doll out. Serves him right. Mum immediately ran in and saw Jimmy crying with a bloody mouth, she rush to him trying to sooth him by rubbing his back and kissing his cheeks all to no avail, she immediately turned on me, raising her voice, screaming at me, I tried explaining but she shushed me and stormed out. My mum has never raised her voice to me before... never, That was the day my hatred for Jimmy grew stronger, I never saw him as a brother but rather as the monster that ruined my life. I took consolation in my one true friend, I used my finger to brush her hair also trying to sooth her after the damage Jimmy had caused are face, we both cried our pains out together, Cindy cried all night, Jimmy must have really hurt her so much, there was no consoling her. It even became worst at night. Her screams made it hard for me to sleep. Cindy changed after that night, she became so mean and bitter. She pulled my hair, pinched and bit me when we played, drew on the walls, scattered my room, and all the while I got blamed for it. Mom and dad started being more stern with me, I saw disappointment when I looked into their eyes and irritation when I tell them cindy did it. I became scared of cindy, one time she went crazy and started destroying my room. Mum quickly rushed in and started screaming at me, I said it wasn't me, but this time she completed my statement with a sarcastic tone"lemme guess, cindy did it". "By the way I never bought you this doll, where did you get it?!" I remember my mum saying before quickly grabbing cindy where she laid with her a creepy smile that now replace her once adorable smile or was her smile always this creepy looking. Mum took cindy outside tossing her in the garbage bin. I actually felt relief wash over me when cindy was thrown out. Well, that was until later that night. I was finally going to have a good night rest without cindy scratching or biting me. I was slowly drifting off to dreamland, when I heard the tap on my window. It was so light, barely audible at first, then it got louder, until taps turned to scratching. I stayed still, trying my best not to move, I literally held my breath. I knew it was Cindy, I could feel her presence. The scratching soon stopped and was replaced with thumping, she tried opening the window herself but It was locked from the inside... When she couldn't get it open, she started calling my name, it was a tiny plea at first, the kind a little girl uses when she's looking for her mum, then it turned into a whiny shrill, and then into something so inhumane, something ghoulish, she didn't sound like a little kid anymore, her was turned so deep and grouchy as she banged on my door. That was the most scared I've ever felt in my life, I couldn't stop my body from trembling, my heart felt like it was going to fly out of my body with every scream and bang that came from my window. All of a sudden everywhere fell silent, no screams, no shrills, I was starting to calm down but that's when "SMASH!!".... Something flew through my window, I turned around with the hopes of screaming for help, but something hoped on my stomach that completely paralyzed me, through the reflection from the moon through the window I could see Cindy, sitting on my stomach, watching me with her distorted face, her smile was gone, it was replaced with a blood chilling scowl, I could see her teeth, they were horrifyingly long and sharp... She stared me deep in the eyes, draining my soul of any life left, worst part was I couldn't close my eyes, I was forced to see and live every single nightmare. I guess I blacked out at some point, the last thing I remembered from that horrible night was cindy singing this ghoulish lullaby as she used her claws to painful brush my hair. I woke up to my mum shaking me awake, "you're late for school Abby, and why did you smash your window" she said, cindy was nowhere in site. I was done explaining myself, all I said was sorry mummy, but she went on scolding me, I didn't really feel the sting anymore. Come to think I never felt anything anymore, as though I've been drained of all my emotions, all I felt was empty. I never slept at night, I could go weeks without sleeping and end up blacking out when my body couldn't take it anymore. My parents took me to various children therapists, they thought I was depressed, but I wasn't, I was nothing. It continued that way cindy never showed up, Until one fateful night. Mum and Dad had left for a late night date, trying to rekindle the flames of their love life as their marriage counselor told them, I was stuck with Jimmy and Jane our baby sitter, always on her phone, couldn't careless about us, she only needed the money. She had already made us eat her disgusting meatloaf surprise, allowed us watch cartoons till past ten, and then made us take our baths, I never complained, I always did what I was told, it was Jimmy who put up a fight a fight about bathing, until Jane gave the job to me. Jimmy never argued with me, he always did what ever I did, little brothers right?. Too bad I couldn't feel any love for him, I took him up after running his bath, undressed him and dropped him in the bath, he immediately began playing with his toy ship, he was so full of life, he made me miss my childhood that was snatched away from me so cruelly, I sighed and turned around to get the shampoo from the sink, and there... There standing at the door, staring at me with vile hatred and despair was cindy, this time her smile was back, it was wider, more creepier than usual, are complete set of teeth were in view, longer and pointier. I was completely paralyzed from head to toe with eyes wide open, eyes that couldn't close to block the evil. She started moving towards me, the little happy skip she did when we were best friends, the skip I found amusing, that filled my heart with happiness, I now found ominous, and now filled me with so much dread. The emotions I missed just minutes ago, I wanted out. She skipped past me humming that blood curdling lullaby she sang to me, my heart broke to pieces now knowing who her target was, Jimmy. He had long since stop splashing around, I could hear his voice crack as he called my name with the tiniest of voice, I was completely destroyed now, not jimmy, he doesn't deserve this. Jimmy began sobbing, helpless, and scared. The torture of not being able to moved, feeling your heart being crushed by a thousand emotions. Then cindy spoke a ghoulish, unearthly grunt like sound "rEmemBer Meee..." With a laugh that sent shivers down my paralyzed spine, she buried Jimmy under the soap bath water, jimmy let out a final shriek as was brutally forced to drink to his death. It was the must intense feeling i've ever felt hear Jimmy struggle for live and taking his final gulp of life, and then the silence... The silence was the worst part. I suddenly got released from the spell that gripped me, I took a deep breath and screamed out all the emotions that were caged within my chest, till I fell to the ground, then, gone. All the emotions I felt, gone the same way it came, Gone. I stood and looked back at my baby brother buried in the now bloody bathtub, I felt nothing, his face was distorted with scratches and bite marks... The last thing I remembered was my parents running in with Jane trailing right behind them, my mums wails and screams "What have you done Abby!!".... My dad crying like a little baby, holding Jimmy's distorted face. If only I could say something, but my voice was gone never to return, I couldn't tell them what really happened. I did what could do, walked back to my room, was the first to notice I was gone but it was to late by then, I had her screams as I slowly faded away, my parents came shortly after and joined in screaming, at least now they know, written boldly on the walls of my room, with the blood I drew from my wrist, "CINDY DID IT"


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