I'm sitting in the corner of my room staring at this doll. I can't do it anymore. I just fucking cant!
It's been two days since I talked to Mr & Mrs Warren or any of my friends. The doll has been moving during the night so I stopped sleeping. I sat it on my shelf last night and I haven't taken my eyes off of it. I'm terrified. I don't want to see this doll again but it'll just keep coming back.
After sitting there for about two hours I started to get this weird feeling in my body like it's just been taken over by something. Like a cold breeze just hit my face as a train passed by just like at the train station over Christmas break.
I started to get this sick feeling in my stomach and had to get up and go for a walk.
HIIIII OKAY SO IM ALIVE AFTER NEARLY AND YEAR AND DECIDED FUCK IT IM GONNA FINISH
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FanfictionMalia Hart is a college student who studies Demonology and her lecturers are Mr and Mrs. Warren, Malia buys a doll in a arts and crafts store and things start to get spooky as the doll starts to move slightly letting Malia think a friend is doing it.
