The Mannequin

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She was doing her homework when she felt like someone was watching her. Melissa looked out the window. Outside on the balcony was a mannequin. It was a normal mannequin, a hand out as if it was displaying something and a huge smile.Its ashen colored face was blank, head tilted at a sickening angle.

Suddenly, a steel-edged butcher's knife rose from the shelf behind her. The blade spun rapidly until it was embedded in Melissa's head, the tip protruding from her wide, terrified eye.

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