Well Shit

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later I'm woken up upon hearing my door unlock and creak open. I leapt to my feet and looked around after what had transpired earlier. there is no way he could have gotten in. right? no, you would need a key card. and the only way you could open it without one is from the inside. though when I looked The only thing I saw was the door open. I peered around the room, hoping to find the intruder. I didn't find anything, but I did notice that something was missing. The doll.

I anxiously looked around. That was something I couldn't lose sight of. I slammed the door shut and locked it. I continued to search around until I heard a snicker. My spine felt chills run through it. I swiftly spun around and yelled, "Who's there?" The panic in my voice was apparent. I heard the giggle once more. Then I noticed her. The ballerina. I saw her standing right Infront of me as a human-sized porcelain doll rather than the little doll I purchased. I gasped and began backing up, but was immediately startled by someone pressing from behind. I turned around to find a bright blazing grin face to face with me.

Shit. 

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