By: Angad Renjith Pillai Illustrated By: Kanishka Sihka Pillai
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Before I start, I need to tell you something. I used to have an Iron-Man doll. I
brought it into my room facing my sisters bed. Thats where it all began...
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I tried to sleep but I couldn't.
I felt like something was watching me.
And something was!
I took my blanket off of my head to get some water, That's when I saw my doll.
It was staring at me with its cold, dead eyes.
I was too scared to go and get water so I went to my room, took a pillow, and then
beat the doll down.
I woke up again because I had a feeling my doll was watching me again, And it
was, AGAIN.
I thought that I was imagining this so I put my doll on the other side of the wall
and decided to check the time.
IT WAS 3:00 A.M.
I quickly went to bed and my doll was there.
I made sure everyone was deep asleep.
I picked up my doll then broke it in half by banging it on the side of my bed. I saw
two little feet sticking out of the doll.
I pulled on them and saw the creepiest doll IN THE WORLD!
I tried to break it but I couldn’t. I tried to get rid of it by throwing it in the trash but
when I did throw it into the trash, it was floating behind me.
It started to throw the furniture at me and broke everything. When I ducked to
dodge the table it went flying into my parents bedroom wall waking them up.
Before they could do anything the doll knocked me unconscious.
But before I got knocked out I said to myself that this was all a dream, but the real
question is... was it?
TO BE CONTINUED IN...
UNDEAD DOLLS
the rise of the arm