The woman under the bed

The woman under the bed

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My name is Sandra a girl that has a huge imagination, but she wasn't imaginary I didn't imagine her or make her up she is real oh very real. The woman was always under my bed waiting till I pull up my cover and look at her,she was waiting for someone.That someone was me.She wanted me,she wanted to take me to her world full of fantasies. A world of her creation. She scared me very much oh so very much.Her skin was very pale skin with wrinkles like plastic that melted with piles of skin on top of each other like wrinkles they would not fade but could worsen.
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"Oh my god!!!" I screamed as I pulled at my hair. My eyes were red and my tan face was now pale. "What's the matter, dear?" My mom asked from downstairs. Trembled with absolute fear and horror, my eyes began to water as I quietly say. "I-It's the doll mom. Oh my god, it's the doll."

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