I was crying while holding the vintage doll my mother brought from the garage sale near my chest...
"I wish i was popular"
"I can help you with that little girl..."
"Who was that ???"
I kept searching in the room for the voice but i don't see anyone until i lifted the doll's face to look at me and her eyes were a shade of bright crimson and her mouth shaped into a smirk...
"Me"
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Dolly's game Of hide and seek[EDITING]
ParanormalWant to be popular? Make a deal with the devil ;)