THROUGH OUT YOUR AMERICAN GIRL DOLLS.

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WARNING: ''BE  CAREFUL WITH YOUR AMERICAN GIRL DOLLS! (THIS IS JUST A PASTA, EVERYTHING IS FAKE!)''

​​I was about 9 when I got my American girl doll. She had long wavy blonde hair, with Crystal blue eyes and a cute outfit with black pants and bunnys on them. And a shirt that was white with a big, different bunny and a fluffy lightpink jacket on it. I loved it and, well every day after school I would come home and play with it for up to 5 hours straight or so. A year had pasted, I didn't play with it as much anymore. I don't know why. I would play with it for about ²² minutes before getting bored and tossing it back into what I labeled "The Old Toy Box" with old toys up to 6 years old. Some I thought were creepy, some I loved a lot, still. I hated this one lifesized doll I had, but she wouldn't fit anywhere. I hid her and I had nightmares :/ S0 a few years past, I was not into any dolls anymore. She was all locked up in the box that had not been opened in years. It was very dusty along with the stuff inside it. One day, I don't know why, I opened it. It has been awhile. Everything was fine but her left eye had a black-ish tent. I thought "Probably because they have been left in this box for so long." So I dumped her back in and locked it again. Ok, Another year past, I was bored because I had nothing to do. This is the current time. I opened the box, and I closed it quickly. The cute little girl, had dark black eyes with ink dripping down them. I screamed and my mom rushed in my room. She said "What's Wrong??" I responded " The. ..The doll! " She flicked the lock up and opened the box. She saw it and she ran and threw it out. The next day.. It came back... On my bed.... Staring at me.