Lena had always loved old things, so when she found a porcelain doll in her grandmother’s attic, she was enchanted. It had golden curls, a lace dress, and deep blue eyes that seemed to follow her. "This belonged to a little girl long ago," her grandmother said, but she refused to say more.
That night, strange things began to happen. Lena heard soft whispers in the dark, though no one was there. Objects moved when she wasn’t looking. Every time she entered her room, the doll seemed to have shifted positions. At first, she thought it was her imagination—until she woke up in the middle of the night and found the doll sitting at the foot of her bed, its head tilted slightly, smiling.
Frightened, Lena tried to get rid of it. She locked it in a box, but by morning, it was back on her shelf. She threw it in the trash, but it reappeared in her room. Panicked, she searched for answers and found an old newspaper article. The doll had once belonged to a girl named Eleanor, who had mysteriously vanished decades ago. Some believed the doll was cursed, trapping the soul of its owner.
Realizing the danger, Lena sought help from a local historian who knew about the doll’s dark past. “You must return it to where it came from,” he warned. That night, she carried the doll deep into the forest, where Eleanor had last been seen. As she placed it on the ground, the air grew ice-cold. A faint voice whispered, "Thank you."
The next morning, Lena woke up, relieved to find her room empty. The doll was gone. But deep in the forest, beneath the moonlight, two blue eyes still watched… waiting for their next owner.