Tuesday, January 12, 2010

The Talking Doll

My mother was living on Gordon in Winnipeg and I was there playing video games then my dad was there sleeping on the couch and then you know how little young girls like dolls well we had a doll it looked so adorable and my dad sold his soul so he's haunted and I have a bunch of other one's I like to tell you but back to the story and my mother's basement was huge and bare like when you are coming down the stairs there is the TV and video game and ugly couch and so on my mom had no lights down there so it was scary.

My mom was folding laundry and in a corner a big doll pile was there and my swore she could hear a muffle noise and so on she ripped through the doll's ripping thru batteries out and stuff... and at last a doll turned it's head and sat up and I started screaming and I watched and it screamed in a doll voice "I'm never going to leave" and I attacked it and this was a couple months ago and we moved far away but I still live in Winnipeg. I still live in a haunted house thanks for listening to my story plenty more to come

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