I walk into my sisters room and see her lying in her bed, Her doll was no where in sight. Relief courses through my bones, she told me the day before that she received a doll. She said it was moving so I took the doll to the dump.
Life goes by normally for the next few days, and on the second Friday of July I get home from school I walk into my room and there it is. My sisters doll. Sitting at my desk chair.
-Ch33tah :)
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short horror stories
Mystery / ThrillerA gruesome horror story about 15-year-old layla and her brother. By m33rkat
