18 APRIL 2014, 19:50
Amy just sits there in a corner enclosed in her glass castle. Her blue unblinking eyes seem to stare at you. They bore into you and seem to hold a treasure of secrets. Her frilled dress give a different illusion. But remember its just an illusion, its there to distract you from the coldness of the eyes. Those weak of mind buy her, those strong stay away. You ask me where I got her...? I was given this by the relatives of a deceased family, a family who was murdered. No one survived.
They say the doll killed them.
Amy just sits there in a corner enclosed in her glass castle. Her blue unblinking eyes seem to stare at you. They bore into you and seem to hold a treasure of secrets. Her frilled dress give a different illusion. But remember its just an illusion, its there to distract you from the coldness of the eyes. Those weak of mind buy her, those strong stay away. You ask me where I got her...? I was given this by the relatives of a deceased family, a family who was murdered. No one survived.
They say the doll killed them.
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