Suspicious Doll
I have a vivid memory of being alone in my living room as a young child (4-5) and my sister’s my twin doll stood up and looked at me. I immediately ran from the room and have always wondered about how it could be so vivid.
During elementary school, my parents worked and my bus got home like 20 min before my older sister. Every single day I would run to the kitchen grab a knife and threaten that little doll not to try anything funny. At 24 I’m still weirded out by the doll and don’t trust it.
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