Amy’s face turned cherry red.
“I-I-I-I already told you everything I know,” Amy stuttered.
“Not with you…with her” the officer said, pointing behind her at the doll.
“You want to talk to the doll?” replied Amy. She was confused.
The officer rubbed his eyes. The doll winked. He rubbed his eyes again then ran out the door. Tina’s mom followed him.
“What was that all about?” asked Lacy.
The rest of the girls shrugged their shoulders.
“I have an idea,” said Amy.
A pair of scissors had been found next to the doll the night Tina went missing. That was the only lead they had. Everyone secretly believed they would never see Tina again. No one admitted it, though.
Amy pulled out a ouija board from underneath the table that the doll was sitting on then turned to the rest of the girls.
“If Tina is dead, maybe we can talk to her this way,” she said.
Ten minutes of asking questions passed and nothing happened.
Suddenly, the doll started shaking. Everyone screamed.
It’s doll hands began ripping at its own doll face, pulling its fabric off.
“Help!” screamed Amy.
Amy was so scared she felt warm pee flowing down her leg. She tried to run out, but was so scared she slipped on her own pee and fell over the rest of the girls.
Wow
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