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I woke up at 6:00am like I usually do and knocked off my alarm. I sat up in my bed and looked around the room. Wardrobe at one side, posters at the front and at my other side there was a big toy dog and sat next to it in the woven wooden chair was a glazed eyed, rosie-cheeked doll.
The doll (which I had called Ella) had been passed down through generations and had finally reached me. I despised the wretched thing. It looked like something the devil himself had created and had thrown away. Its face was expressionless, there was no smile or warmth within it. I gave it a curious look and went down to breakfast.
The next night was Halloween, I went with my friends dressed as a witch. When I got back I was tired, I didn't eat any of my collected sweets and went straight to bed.
I woke up, however not at 6 O'clock, at 12 midnight. I heard the distant church bell chime and I counted them up to twelve. One, two, three, four, ..five was late, six, seven, eight, nine, ten, eleven...where was the twelfth chime?. I listened carefully, still no chime however a slight rustle occurred. I looked at the wardrobe side-nothing. My other side, I saw that Ella my doll wasn't there. I took a glance under my bed-not there either.
I sat up and looked at the end of my bed. The glazed eyes, rosie cheeks and a shining glint of a dagger. I barely heard the twelfth chime.