Two-Sentence Horror Story #25

hqdefault1I heard the distinct sound of footsteps outside my bedroom door, even though I should have been home alone, but I was too scared to open the door.  When my parents got home, they asked why the porcelain doll from the fireplace was sitting in the hallway, backed against my door.

 

*This is yet another story based upon a creepy encounter told to me by another person.

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