simple_sheep - Page 477

I slowly ripped up the floor boards. I blinked a few times and held up a doll. It was really old looking. I mean, brown hair in ratty curls, pinkish cheeks, a old dust covered ripped up dress and hat. It reeked of mold and death. "Well...um." I cleared my throat and looked in the floor boards again. I set the doll down and stuck my hand down deeper. I bit my bottom lip and felt something leathery. I picked it up and quickly pulled it out. I jumped and dropped the old book as a little rat ran ... Read Full Chapter