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Insanity means doing something over and over while

Insanity means doing something over and over while expecting different results. So, was I going insane for the doll? Read this HORROR-INSPIRATIONAL story in caption I never gave any importance to the man's warnings. After all, what could have gone wrong if I repeated the forbidden name? Similarly, I never gave any importance when the doorbell rang. There wasn't anyone outside except a box. Who could have sent this, I thought, as I opened the box. There was a doll inside; I never could have imagined that this was what the man was talking about. The doll wasn't one of the most beautiful ones out there, but it had a magical charm about it. It looked creepy, but at the same time one couldn't take their eyes away from it. It looked really nice on the fireplace. And then things started going bad. The doll would end up in odd places without anyone moving it around. Strange sounds could be heard throughout the night. I had a few frequent accidents and the doll somehow ended up nearby. Only one conclusion was possible. The doll was haunted, demon possessed. Possessed by the one whose name must not be taken. I had to get rid of it, I thought, as I decided to bury the doll. I took it outside into the garden, dug a hole and buried it. I also sprinkled some holy water. That's the end of it; I was relieved. WTF, I was surprised when I came back inside. The doll was still resting on the fireplace. I had to do it again. I took it outside and buried it again. And I came back inside to find it again.
Insanity means doing something over and over while expecting different results. So, was I going insane for the doll? Read this HORROR-INSPIRATIONAL story in caption I never gave any importance to the man's warnings. After all, what could have gone wrong if I repeated the forbidden name? Similarly, I never gave any importance when the doorbell rang. There wasn't anyone outside except a box. Who could have sent this, I thought, as I opened the box. There was a doll inside; I never could have imagined that this was what the man was talking about. The doll wasn't one of the most beautiful ones out there, but it had a magical charm about it. It looked creepy, but at the same time one couldn't take their eyes away from it. It looked really nice on the fireplace. And then things started going bad. The doll would end up in odd places without anyone moving it around. Strange sounds could be heard throughout the night. I had a few frequent accidents and the doll somehow ended up nearby. Only one conclusion was possible. The doll was haunted, demon possessed. Possessed by the one whose name must not be taken. I had to get rid of it, I thought, as I decided to bury the doll. I took it outside into the garden, dug a hole and buried it. I also sprinkled some holy water. That's the end of it; I was relieved. WTF, I was surprised when I came back inside. The doll was still resting on the fireplace. I had to do it again. I took it outside and buried it again. And I came back inside to find it again.
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