Doll of Nightmares
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Last published Wed, Dec 11, 2019
A boy living in a small town with his family where he seems to be blessed and happy. On his 10th birthday, he was desperate to get a toy since most people had one to play with. His parents had enough money to afford a doll which was named 'Deadly Doll' and thought'd be a wonderful gift. They gave it to him and he had no words. His eyes were filled up with tears that he got something he urged to get after a long time. Until one night, the dead soul had awakened. It became the worst chapter of his life.
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