Digital Art made by me
She picked up the strange clown doll from her eccentric great-aunt, though something about it gave her an uneasy feeling.
At first, she dismissed it as imaginary, but strange things began to happen: the doll moved from where she had left it and its eyes seemed to follow her around the room.
One night, as Jenny slept, a rustling sound woke her.
In the moonlight, the clown was perched at the foot of her bed, leering at her.
She screamed, but her parents found nothing.
In the morning, the doll was gone.
From that day on, Jenny sometimes saw a figure lurking in the shadows and had the feeling that she was being watched by an old "friend" who refused to play fair.