The Haunted Doll

It commenced as a simple antique. The tiny porcelain doll with its bright blue eyes and tangled blonde hair sat innocuously on the shelf, a relic of a bygone era. But soon, strange things began to transpire. The whispers commenced softly at first, like distant murmurs carried on the breeze. Then, they grew louder, clearer, and more common. They tol

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