Title: Dead Whispers
A/N: Please read and enjoy!
"Hmm… saucepans with tea cups and those, uh, loud- ish stuff will do just fine." I told myself, smirking just at the thought of making a loud racket. I Quickly positioned the pans to the loudest point and then picked up the slightly curved fork. "Ready," I gasped, "Set," I grabbed for the ear-muffs and placed them on my ears, "Go!" I banged the fork down onto one of the pans, then slide the side of the fork along the rest so then it could make a screeching noise. "Yeeeeehaw!" I could hear the vast flops onto the ground by people falling of their beds, taking the covers down with them. "Yes!" I yipped with joy. "Victory!"
"Yarty Handan! You get your butt down here this instant!" My mother yelled at the top of her lungs. Oh great, another lecture about being A LITTLE LADY. Woohoo, I'm so excited. I rolled my eyes at the thought. Sliding my feet down the hall, I sang 'Here comes the bride, all fat and wide, wearing a dress that's covered in a mess with her big black shoes that play the bluuueeeeesssss! Here comes the bride, all fat and … WIDE!!!!' I came to a skidded stop right in front of my mother. "Have your breakfast now," she mumbled. Hmm, no lecture today, must be my lucky day.
Gulping down the last piece of toast, I hurried up to my room to fix up my hair and put on some slick and easy clothes. Then, as fast as possible, I rushed out the door just in time to see the man of my dreams ride away to go and deliver the next letter or parcel. He was so amazing… the mailman. Looking down there were 2 letters addressed to my mum, and a big cardboard box addressed to… me! I shoved the letters into one of my back pockets and grabbed the big box, taking it up to my room. "Ohhh! Exciting! I ripped through the sticky tape and hard cardboard until my hands were placed onto a neatly wrapped package with red ribbon. I slid my hands around the ribbon and into the package, feeling locks of hair and bits of lace. I pulled the object out in excitement, wondering what this great surprise is.
"It's, it's a … porcelain doll?" I gazed over the beauty and poise the doll had. It was wearing a soft and silky lace dress with pinks and blues and its hair was in perfect blonde ringlets with little bows in between. Its face was smooth with little red rosy cheeks and pure red lips. Its eyes were, enchanting and luring, like a never ending pool of crystal blue water. I fell in love with how beautiful and amazing it was. I picked up a bit of cardboard where my name was written on it, but it never said who it was from, or why they gave it to me…
A/N: Hi everyone! These is my first story so it probably won't be very good, but please, review never the less. The next chapter is on the way!
