The house of mystery

Made on a story of a house which has mannequins outside which would always face points which tragedy lay. This is fiction.

I'm Molly. I live with my parents and am about to start secondary school. I'm worried. But not about school. My dad owns a fashion business. He took home some mannequins to make some adjustments to them, he kept some but he put them outside. They would face where my mother enjoy to go.before it happened. It was the lake. The lake we would go to feed the ducks at. I think they are haunted. Or dad is-trying - to - s - s -scare me. Oh no.