Dolly's POV
They left me why. I walked into an adoption center and a little girl with long, blond hair and grey blue eyes came up to me.
"My name is Rose" she said.
I knew I had to give her the family I never had. I signed the adoption paper and carried her out. I figured out that she was 4 years old. She was going to be my little angle and I would forget about every thing that they gave me.
~3 months later~
Dolly's POV
I was putting on my blue tanktop and a black leather jacket with jeans and white tennis shoes. I walked out my bed room and to the kitchen. I grabbed the pancake batter and started making pancakes.
"Hi mommy" I heard my beautiful adopted daughter Rose say.
"Hi darling want some pancakes" I ask Rose.
"YEA MOMMY" Rose said as she scurried to the table where a plate of pancakes awaited her.
I watched as she ate her pancakes and getting all messy. I chuckled and picked her up. I started towards the bathroom to get a bath for her. I watched as she jumped into the bathtub playing with her barbies.
~after le bath~
I got her a blue t-shirt and shorts down for Rose. She was wearing blue flip-flops. But she asked me a heart shatering question.
"Mommy do you have any family" she asked.
"I used to hun but they left me" I explain.
She nodded her head. I picked her up and walked out the door. Someone grabbed my arm and pulled me and Rose into the woods. I could hear Rose crying.
"M-mommy I'm scared" I hear Rose cry.
"I am too honney I am too" I say trying to comfort her.
"Dolly is that you" I hear a firmiler voice say.
"Who are you" I say trying to calm my little Rose.
"Ben Dark and Sweets" I hear a female voice say.
"Who" I ask.
They walk out of the shadows. I gasp and look at Rose. She was crying a water fall.
"Who is this" Sweets said walking over to Rose.
"My daughter LEAVE HER ALONE" I say and Doll buts in.
"Y-your daughter WHO DID YOU MARRY WHERES THE RING" Ben shouted.
"I didn't marry I- ADOPTED HER NOW LEAVE US ALONE" I say Doll butting in once again.
"Oh ok the way back is that way" Dark said pointing at a row of trees.
I walk the way Dark pointed and held Rose tighter. Rose looked at me tears staining her face. I smiled lightly at her. I walked until I saw our home.
YOU ARE READING
Aren't you a doll *Adopted by CreepyPasta*
RandomThis story is about a young killer named Dolly. She lived in an old orphanage. She was 17 with pinkish purpleish and really dark blue doll like hair. Her hair was half and half. She always wore a black dress with red stains on it. She had red lipsti...
