Nightmare
Summary: Elena once had a doll on her 10th birthday and threw it away. Capitán Monastario experienced realistic nightmares as a child. Garcia saw phantoms in the night as a young boy. Soon, these nightmares would haunt them back.
A/N: I don't know much about horror, so if anyone knows a beta in horror, PM me!
Years ago,
The de la Vega family was in the Torres residence. It was Elena's tenth birthday.
"Diego!" Elena cheered. "You're here!"
"Feliz complianos, Elena!" Diego beamed at her.
"Gracias, Diego! But I have something disturbing me." Elena admitted.
"What is it?"
Elena grabbed his hand and dragged him into the cellar.
"I don't see anything!" Diego pouted.
Elena lit up the room and pointed to a doll. "This. That doll there is disturbing!"
Diego gasped. The doll was soiled, one of her eyes hanging and was so mutilated he would've thought that was a ghost!
"Aunt Perla gave me this as a birthday present yesterday. It was so creepy, and I placed it there and never went here again! I wanted to throw it away, but mother doesn't let me." She sighed.
"Well, that doll is worth throwing away!" Diego cringed. "How about we hide it then we can throw it away some time after?"
"That will be great!" Elena nodded. "Let's hide it in that barrel with rotten wine! They'll never know!"
The two grinned and began to close their eyes as they dropped the doll into the barrel filled with rotten wine. It sank to the bottom and wasn't seen again.
"Success!" they shouted as they returned to the party.
That night, Diego insisted that he would stay with Elena, and the Torres family was overjoyed to have the de la Vega boy with them for the night.
The two children slept together in the guest room.
When Elena's parents were fast asleep, the two were still busy telling stories.
Dolly, dolly in the barrel
"What was that?" Elena clutched to Diego's arm.
"I don't know…" Diego shivered then grabbed two rosaries. "Wear this one!" he shouted, wearing one of them and giving the other to Elena, who readily wore them.
Dolly, dolly in the cellar.
The two children were getting scared by the minute. They were praying quietly, hoping they were only hearing things.
Dolly, dolly on the cellar steps.
"My mind is going haywire…"Elena whispered.
"Just pray" Diego whispered back.
Dolly, dolly in the sala.
"Hell no," the two shook their heads and continued praying.
Dolly, dolly in the servants' room.
The two were relieved. The servant quarters were closer to the sala. But they feared for the servants.
Dolly, dolly near the first bed.
"Please, protect them…" Elena pleaded to the heavens.
Dolly, dolly on the first bed. Now she's dead.
Before they can pray they weren't next, they heard a scream, and then a chuckle.
Bye bye.
"Oh no, Berta," Elena cried, referring to her favorite maid.
The Torres couple woke up to the maids' crying.
"What happened, Elena? Diego?" Doña Luisa asked them.
"We heard a strange voice and then, it said it killed Berta!" the two shivered.
They went in and, sure enough, they saw Berta dead on her bed with the mutilated doll an evil face by her side.
"You were right Elena on throwing that doll away." Elena's parents nodded.
Later that day, they threw the doll away in the ocean. They had Padre Felipe bless the house and never accepted any mutilated dolls from anyone anymore.
But simply throwing it away isn't enough. But now it was gone from Los Angeles, who needs to worry?
A/N: I don't know if this is really scary, but it scares the soul out of me.
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