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𝐂𝐇𝐀𝐏𝐓𝐄𝐑 — 𝟏. 𝟐 ❛ are you guys like extinct species or something?❜
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Tina flung open door of her room, but stood by the door, waiting.
She was home at last, after a stroll around her neighbourhood. She had decided to walk on the way back to home; her aunt did have asked if she should come to pick her up, it was Tina to insist that she would like to take a walk so it would be refreshing, too. The whole day she did not have any time to think or be reminded of the things she had seen in her room on the morning...imaginations or not, until her classes were finally over and she was strolling around. The thought of confronting those dolls- if those were real only- drove her to spend another unplanned hour strolling through the new neighbourhood. But when it was getting really late, she had no choice but to go back to her home.
Entering the room cautiously, Tina put her school bag on her seat by the desk. Nah, there was none of them anywhere; light from street lamps were sipping through the light curtains that fluttered softly with the wind but it barely brightened the dim atmosphere.
Those had to be her hallucination— she gave a small smile in relief and stepped inside. It was then she noticed a paper set neatly on the desk; there were some scribbling. Being curious, she picked it up to read it—
Please don't be scared again. We are your friends ☺ We are NOT ghosts.
We? Puzzled, Tina looked around in her room, trying to make sense of what she just read- when suddenly there was these noises— her eyes hovered back to her desk and dilated in disbelief and fear at what she saw. Seven minuscule cute-but-spooky dolls....she was seeing them again! Imaginations or not, slowly and cautiously they were emerging from behind her books and copies neatly arranged on the desk, and as soon as their eyes met, all of them smiled genuinely at her. But the smiles had little effect on her- yet again she had broken into a scream at the top of her lungs. She suddenly grabbed a hairbrush and hurled at them in panic- The animate dolls scattered at once, running to save themselves and avoid the hit. But unfortunately one of them wasn't fast enough and was hit straight in the head- sending him flying and down to the floor with a thud. Tina had already jumped back and hid inside the closet, scolding her luck for having to do anything with spooky dolls and ghosts again—
