Doll
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Last published Thu, May 3, 2018
And there glowing in the dim lit room was the doll, the attic doll.
The screech of the wood rubbing against the dock gave the satisfying feeling of arriving. Charlotte had made the long boat trip to England. With her mother and aunts gone there was no other place to go. When Charlotte weatherly step foot on the old wooden porch of Winchester Manor She got the feeling that it was not an ordinary house. One day when exploring the rooms and long empty corridors of Winchester Manor, she came across the dark dusty attic. Amongst all of the junk, there was an old torn doll starring up at her. That was the moment when Charlotte was certain that Winchester Manor had a mystery, an untold truth that had been forgotten over many years.
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