Wednesday, June 4, 2014

Possessed



Slamming the book on the table he got to his feet.

“Nothing can really be possessed. It’s just told to scare kids!”

In the mirror, he saw the door slowly creaking open.

“We can possess anything,” his sister’s doll said from the doorway.

His blood turned to ice as he heard the doll’s ominous laugh.

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