"Where are you, Annie?" Mrs. Wright took slow steps, turning the corner... "Boo!" Annie Wright jumped out in front of her mother, giggling. "Oh, sweetie, you're so scary," said Mrs. Wright, grinning. "It's okay, Mommy," Annie said, hugging her mother ,"I would never actually scare you" "Well, Annie, I have a special gift for a good little girl." "Where!?" Annie squealed, running down the hallway. She tore apart a neatly wrapped present, stuck the bow on her head, and screamed with joy. A dolly! Made of china, with shiny brown curls and hazel eyes. "I think I'll name her...Bethany!" Then, she turned to her mother and said,"Thank you, thank you, THANK YOU!!!" She jumped up and once again hugged her mother. "Now, don't you go and grow too old for dollies," she said. "Don't worry, Mommy. I never will."
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Dolly
HorrorA Creepypasta story~ As a child, Annabelle loved dolls. She had a special one, named Bethany, whom she always slept with and clothed in pink. Even as a fifteen-year-old teen, she still loved Bethany and all her other dolls. But when a group of bulli...
