A few years ago, your mother bought you a doll, she had black eyes and a smile, brown hair, a childish figure and a long, simple brown dress. She was pretty creepy but you still adored her. Unfortunately, over the course of several years she became very worn out and you had to throw her away.

Now, having almost forgotten about that doll, you move on with your life in peace. It’s late at night and you’re already lying in your bed, slowly starting to fall asleep. Suddenly you hear the doorbell ring. Reluctantly getting out of bed you go to the door and open it, there was no one there through. Just when you are about to close the door you suddenly feel some kind of heaviness on your left leg, looking down you see that it was the same shabby doll that you once threw away. Her clothes are stained and torn in some places and her left leg was slightly torn and fur was visible inside. The doll hugged your leg tightly with her thin arms, her black eyes looked unblinkingly at you. It seems that she tries to say something, but no sound came out of her mouth, it seems she can’t speak