The room was eerily quiet, the only sound being Annie's heavy breaths as she stood in front of her bed, scissors in hand. She looked around frantically, trying to find any sign of the doll.All of a sudden, she felt a light touch on her shoulder.Her heart raced as she slowly turned around to see a girl floating in front of her.
Annie's eyes widened in terror as she took in the sight of the ghost girl. She stumbled backwards, dropping the scissors on the floor. The ghost girl continued to float in the air, a look of curiosity on her face. Her translucent form glimmered in the dim light of the room. Annie opened her mouth to scream, but no sound came out. She was frozen in fear, unable to move or speak.
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Annie and my magical doll (adventure)
FantasíaAnnie, a mature and friendless 13-year-old, originally lived in the bustling chaos of New York City, where she was an outcast at school and a target for relentless bullies. Her family life was equally challenging. Her father abandoned her before she...