The pot doll

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One day, Shannon's mother gave her 5 euros and asked her to go out and buy some dinner. So off Shannon went to the market, were they usually bought dinner. She saw a man with the prettiest potdoll she'd ever seen. She made her way over to him

"That is the prettiest potdoll I've ever seen!" she exclaimed to the man. "Are you selling her?"
The man smiled. "Do you want her?" he inquired.

"Of course I do, why would I not?" she said, aghast.

"No reason," he replied. "I'll sell her for 5 euros and nothing else."

And the deal was done. Shannon skipped off home with her new doll. When she got home, her mother was furious. She told Shannon to go to bed with no dinner and to leave the doll outside in the shed.

In the middle of the night, and eerie voice awakened Shannon. For some reason, she was absolutely sure it was the new doll.

"Shannon. I'm at the do-or."

She thought it was just her imagination and fell back to sleep. But she was woken again.

"Shannon. I'm on the stairs."

Shannon thought she must be dreaming and went back to sleep. But, again, she was woken up.

"Shannon. I'm in your brother's room."

She was just about to go to back to sleep, when she heard

"Shannon. Your brother's DEAD!"

Shannon still figured she was dreaming and didn't make anything of it and went to bed. But again,

"Shannon. I'm in your sister's room."
"Shannon. Your sister's DEAD!"

The voice seemed closer and Shannon was now wide-awake. She was contemplating running to her parent's room but she heard:
"Shannon. I'm in your parent's room. Shannon. Your parents are DEAD!

Shannon was now terrified. She ran to the bathroom and locked the door behind her. She put a chair up against the door. Soon, she heard

"Shannon. I'm in your room. Shannon. Where are you?

She clutched a towel, petrified, and heard banging on the door.

"Shannon. Open the do-or."

The banging was getting heavier and heavier. The door was starting to open. Shannon pushed back against it as hard as she could.

"Shannon. I'm behind you."

She turned around and screamed.

"Shannon. You're DEAD!"

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