A girl and her doll, Part Three

Screaming, Karen hurriedly put the dirt back in place and bolted back into the house, slamming the door behind her. Before re-entering the house, though, a willowy voice in the wind whispered to her, “You’re next.” In that instant, Karen knew that it had indeed not been a dream, unless this was, too, and she realized something else. The voice was the same as the second one as the night before.

Karen had just finished her book and had been daydreaming when Grandma and Gramps had come back home. Grandma came upstairs again, telling Karen that they had gotten her a present.

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