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I always kept the sentiments in a moving box in the garage, as if I didn't even care about the dolls, even though they had such an impact on my childhood.
 
They didn't seem to like that, or at least, that's what my mind thought. Dolls don't have minds of their own…own...
 
The doll had black hair, a pale face and no eyes. Her eyes must've fallen out somehow... I thought to myself. I picked her up out of the box, setting her next to the box.
 
Oh, how I love these…these... I thought to myself, igniting a former passion for the antiques.
 
I turned my attention from the dolls to the smoke alarm, which was now going haywire.
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I ran into the garage to grab the small stepstool so I could reach the only smoke alarm I could think of, which was in the kitchen. I turned to go back into the kitchen, when I noticed the door linking the kitchen to the garage was closed.
 
I swear I left that open…open... I thought to myself.
 
I then tried to open the door. Locked.