"Happy birthday!" My family chorused, holding a cream cake. I blow out the candles and make a wish, it turns out they read my mind- or finally figured out the hints I've been dropping for the past year, as they have got me a dolls house! "We figured it would be what you wanted, we thought a pink girly one would be too childish for you so we got you a spooky, haunted house type one. I hope you like it!" My mum says, helping me unwrap the haunted mansion. I love it. "It's just what I wanted. thank you so much!"
Well, at least I thought it was exactly what I wanted.
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The Dolls House -A SHORT STORY- (Editing and improving)
TerrorThe dolls house. A horrifying short tale.
