The Creeking Door

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In the early hours of a misty morning, Mary shot out of bed as she heard a cackling laugh behind her bedroom door......

She slowly creeped to her bedroom door, remembering that she closed her door.  When she sprung the door open the only thing there was a creepy looking doll she had blood dripping from her mouth, black hair with blood as highlights with pure black eyes  staring right into Mary eyes “bye bye” said the evil doll. Mary screamed “Help Help” a couple of collage kids heard the screams they ran to see what’s going on, by the time they got there the doll had disappeared.

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