Ghost

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He opened the door. The entity smiled in its invisible being after it knocked a few times on the front door. That was the man's big first mistake, as he allowed the entity to enter the household and the entity slammed to brown oak door behind them.

It was clear that the human was scared as he fell on the cream carpet floor as the entity went around him with loud footsteps that the censored camera and he could hear clearly. This entity was in no rush in their bones and did not want to leave either. Instead, they looked for a place or something to possess and hide. It chose a creepy doll.

The doll itself was small in the stature with a pale white face and blonde curly hair with a red bow around its hair. The dress she was wearing was blue with white around in random place. They made the dolls head move slightly before winking with her forget me Nott blue eyes at him.

The human, lets call him John Smith,  picked up the doll, thinking the doll was not moving and it was just an imageman of his mind. He was so scared of this invisible thing that his mind was doing tricks on him.

Oh how he was wrong.

The doll looked into his eyes before speaking. There was not battery's in any of the dolls that his mother had being collecting from along as he can remembers, yet here the doll was. Speaking.

"Mama. "

It began to laugh in the innocent laugh of a child. It seemed like an innocent childrens laugh. Like a toddle daughter that had only learn to laugh and would laugh at you making a stupid and silly face at them. 

"What the fuck?" his first words to the doll, and the doll stopped laughing before staring at the brown eyes of John.

It was like the doll would not have Smith swearing and it only made him more uncomfabletle. He violently across the room, waiting for the doll to do something but t new did. It was almost like the entity had left it.

If only that was true.

He left to get a drink of peach dilute. As he was filling up the pint glass, he heard something moving from the living room. Where the doll had been left. He left the white tiles kitchen, leaving the pint glass on the side near the silver colour sink, the human was already slightly worried about if it was the doll who was running around.

The doll was in the exact same spot, but she was sit up, starting at the doorway that John had just come in from. Her eyes were empty, and dark like a thunder storm not not like forget me not blue. She was now furious with John was chucking her over the room. Well the entity was.


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