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Chapter 21: The Doll Part 2

After washing my hair and rinsing off, I step out and grab my towel.  Hearing someone speak, I ask, “Hello.  Mom is that you?”

Frowning when no one answers, I hurry to dry off when I feel a brisk chill in the air and the hairs on my arms stand on end.  Turning around, I see a chilling image in the mirror.  It is me, but not really.  There is something off just a little and I can’t put my finger on it till I blink, and then it goes back to normal. 

The image was of the doll Marybelle.  Her eyes were so dead and empty that I could tell it’s what I saw and when I realize this, the first thing I want to do is throw that doll in the fire and burn it to ashes.  After a few minutes, I decide that it was just a figment of my imagination and that because it looks so real it just freaks me out a little, that’s all.

Shaking my head to get her mental image out of my head, I hurry to pull my pants on and button up my shirt before re

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