“See?” mother offered, “I told you Santa would get your letter even though you misspelled his name.”
The little girl blushed, recalling how she had printed ‘Satan,’ instead of ‘Santa.’ She loved her Christmas gift; a little dolly with blond hair and blue eyes like her own.
She fell asleep in bed that night clutching her little dolly tightly to her chest. She woke at 3:13 am, with little dolly tightly clutching her throat.
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