100WC- Kieran T

Jim had always been a little creeped out by this little sister's ventriloquist dummy, and now he was going to get rid of it once and for all. Jim stole into her room at the dead of night, careful not to wake her up. He crept over to her wardrobe, where she kept the dummy when she wasn't using it. There it was, its shiny, coal black eyes staring up at him. Jim gave an involuntary shudder as he picked him up and crept down the stairs and outside to the corn field. He left the dummy down on a tree stump at the far edge of the field. 'Goodbye, dummy,' Jim said. 'Did you say, dummy?' came a voice that seemed to come from the dummy itself! Suddenly, the dummy's head spun around to face him, an angry expression on its face. That's when Jim knew he must run. He screamed and ran back to the house. He jumped into bed and buried himself under his duvet, trying to control his breathing. The dummy was alive!