The Doll is Watching You
I used to live in an old apartment. I had this really old porcelain doll. She was beautiful. I was young so I even named her Sally. I would always tell her all of my secrets. Well, one night I went to bed and fell into a deep sleep. (okay you must remember that my doll was on a shelf.) I woke up in the middle of the night by a little girl's voice. She was singing a soft melody. I looked up at the shelf and my doll wasn't there. So I looked at the ground and there she was... staring at me. I just forgot about it and went back to sleep. I woke up in the morning really sweaty. I got up and got dressed. I felt like I was being watched so I went to put my doll back on her shelf. But, unfortunately she wasn't there so looked all around and she was sitting at the end of my bed with her head turned right at me. I immediately sold the doll on ebay.
