I burned the dolls even though my children cried. They did not understand my fear because they assumed I was who moved the dolls into their beds each night.
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Short Stories
RandomJust a collection of stories that I've wrote in my spare time. However there are only three; possibly more to come.
Dolls
I burned the dolls even though my children cried. They did not understand my fear because they assumed I was who moved the dolls into their beds each night.
