Johnny trotted around his house for a few minutes for no apparent reason when he came across a little girl sleeping on his living room floor. she had long, silky Black hair and a little old white dress."who are you?" he demanded. frightened, she woke up and sat up. she shook her head as she tried to wake up but said nothing. she seemed to scared to say a word, as if she had no idea what she was doing here. "what are you doing here, little girl?" Johnny asked slowly with a creepy grin. she blinked. Johnny was not appeased.
"do you have a name, little one?" he asked her with a hint of annoyance...
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