There was this little girl she had this doll she grew up and became a teen and left that doll under her bed. 4 Years later the doll was sad 2 More years later that saddness turn to hate. She killed the little girl who kept care of her but forgot her. And killed the parents who bought the stuff the doll had. She killed them. Killed them all painfully slow. As the little girl now a teen cryed in pain to the doll she loved killing her slowly blood dripped on the doll. She loved it so she killed all her freinds who told the little girl now a teen the doll was dumb. Then slowly killed everyone in the village. She walked on and still dous looking for somone to love the doll who was never loved.
[Werepyre] · Sat Jul 21, 2007 @ 05:17pm · 1 Comments |