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Have you ever been left home alone? Well I have, here is my story. That gloomy
Sunday night, the absent moonless night brought with it an uncanny darkness.
”Bye Mom and Dad!” I screamed as they left the house for a lavish dinner in Port-
Of- Spain. Lightning flashed continuously and thunder roared like a lion
frightening the wits out of me. ‘’ Finally, home alone!” I exclaimed as I bolted to
the fluffy and white sofa. The wind howled like pack of hungry wolves, but little
did I know what was in store for me.
There, in front of my bulging eyeballs was my doll, Annabelle. The doll was in her
white dress. Her usual smile was plastered across her red, rosy cheeks. Annabelle
was a doll that for some odd reason made me feel uncomfortable and at that
moment, as I locked eyes with hers, I knew why. Annabelle was alive, her black,
cold eyes stared into mine. The sensation of which felt as if she was burning
through my soul. My thoughts chased each other in circles and I could not process
what to do.
There was blood everywhere, thankfully not mine. A wave of relief swept over me
as my parents arrived home. I told them everything that transpired and they were
dumbstruck when they observed Annabelle’s body. As fast as flash they took all
my toys including Annabelle’s body and burnt them. That day I thanked God I was
safe and sound.