The Doll Of Mystery

If you don't believe something can be cursed, I can prove you wrong. A cursed doll, can cause disaster to gazillions of people, if gazillion is a real number. A single piece of thread also has the same power. Whether it is big or small, fat or thin, fun or boring, appealing or scary, they all share the same habit-they are cursed. It is against your will, just like destiny. God created the item, it plays it's role, and then, poosh!. It comes back to it's owner, the Lord. The Lord of all things. Everything in nature is either blessed or mysterious. Something which is not one of the two, is not a being, nor a non-being. A single doll, whose power caused disaster, is the story of today. And I know that of today is grammatically wrong. 

I was 12. My friend Sekhar, whose real name was Shervin, came up to my house and whistled at me to come outside. He asked me whether I was ready to go on the adventure we discussed last week, in the road of mysteries. It was a very mysterious alley, whose inhabitants are unknown. Only aliens would know who lived there. Possibly, them. I wanted to break the mystery. I was like, ya, nothing so hard. We will get abducted by aliens and maybe return in a day or two. But the hook to it was whether we would return in one piece or two. After that discussion, both of us were a little anxious about going in there. I mean, what will happen if we, actually, why the negative talk. We will just go in, raid them of their technology, and come back home, with about a million dollar check. Do aliens have checks?

First of all, do they even use dollars. I heard a rumour that the aliens use a type of currency called the alienisheepishcutbackla. What a really bad name. Suits them right. So, anyway, we made up our minds to go in there, have a little chit-chat with those aliens, come back. Ta-da. Done! So, we got into our Lamborghinis, crashed into about 72 trees, and, finally, with no real damage to us, reached the something of an another something. Having no real damage meant that no part of our heart nor brain were damaged. Other than that, who cares what happens. It's the year 2090, and you could cure just about anything with a Tesla car, or a lambo. They had a hospital inside them. Hmm. Should we go in or not. Go in, and that is final. Once we entered, we saw a sign- Don't come down the stairs, or else you will regret it. We went down, as that was final. Down the stairs, you will never believe it. There was a doll sitting on a chair drinking tea. Fake tea. Made up of cotton. Wow!!!!!! We found the alien. The biggest alien in the world. It was disastrous. We crashed a lambo 72 times, maybe more, just to see a doll.

And then, all of a sudden, a man came. He said "Please take this doll and give it to my daughter, she got lost in here." With that, Sekhar quaked with fear. But I, the person who never fears, was not even scared. We went on, and, to say precisely there was nothing. And then, I realized the truth. If there was nothing, then that doll, was supposed to be the daughters. But if that daughter got lost, and never came back, and more hundreds of people who went in here found this doll, went in a attempt to give this doll to the daughter, and they did not make it back alive, then, she must be a ghost or alien, and her parents must also. That was it. We have intruded into a ghost's home, and, by chance, we won't make it back. We turned back, started to run, when a scary voice laughed out loud. " Ha Ha Ha Ha Ha. " Sekhar yelled. I yelled. We blinked furiously, to hope that this was just a bad dream. We closed our eyes, and opened them, just to see the doll morphing into a something. A alienish ghost.

She had a see-through outer covering, with a faint green body, and extra sharp nails. We were doomed. The doll, was cursed. And then, that ghost said, " Ha Ha. I am going to eat you" And then, Sekhar had a really stupid idea. He shaked the doll hard. like in Aladdin and the Magic Lamp, and, much to our surprise, the ghost yelled no, and dissolved. Now we understood. The doll was the daughter, and we were given the doll by her father, in order to eat us. Without a second thought, we just ran and ran and ran until we could see daylight. Phew. Then, another horrible thought struck me. If we were in possession of this doll, the spirit could come out any second. Then, I had a really genius idea, that I assigned to Sekhar. I told him that it was to test his bravery. But to tell the truth, I was scared out of my fur.

The only problem is that I do not have fur, as I am a human and I only have hair. I told him to keep the doll, on any random wall, and he kept it on a compound wall, though he does not know whose it is. I tried to imagine their horror, when they saw this doll, gave it to their daughter to play, and saw it's true nature. What if it the daughter turned into a ghost, or a alien, or both of them, or man eater. Along with her parents also. But, I, a good and carefree fellow, did not want to think about that. I just left the matter, and continued my normal life, and turned my back to the doll. But when I looked around to check if the doll was still there, I could have sworn that I saw the mean and evil eyes of the alienish ghost lady, wanting to take revenge on us, by stunning its next victim.