There was an old couple who had hired a new maid to help around their house. The wife had a huge doll collection, and the maid was expected to dust them once a week. So once a week the maid walked into the room where the búp bê were stored and looked at them in disgust. She hated dolls. While she was dusting, she came across a particularly strange doll. It was a talking doll and it had a cord in the back. The maid was intrested and pulled the cord. The doll said, “Hello.” The maid pulled the cord again. “I tình yêu my momma”, đã đưa ý kiến the doll. The maid put the doll back and continued cleaning.
A few weeks later, while dusting off the dolls, the maid accidently knocked a doll over. It shattered as soon as it hit the ground. The old woman heard the sound and went to investigate. When she walked into the room and saw her shattered doll, a very sad look came across her face. The maid saw this quickly and said, “I’m really sorry. I didn’t mean to break her. I won’t do it again.” The old woman looked down at her sad, broken doll and told the maid that she could only keep her job if she promised to be extra careful around the dolls. The maid agreed.
The tiếp theo day, the old couple left the maid alone while they went out to run some errands. The maid was in such a bad mood that she neglected to do her job. While she was sitting in the phòng bếp, nhà bếp enjoying some of the couple’s fancy chocolate, the maid thought of a vicious idea. She slowly made her way into the room where the búp bê were kept. She thought for a moment about how sad the old woman was about her broken doll. The maid picked up a doll and said, “She must really tình yêu these dolls,” and threw the doll on the floor. It shattered and the maid smiled.
She loved the feeling of breaking dolls. Something about the shattering sound pleased her. She threw thêm and thêm búp bê to the floor. She was still in her doll-killing rage when the old couple came through the door. The old woman ran to her broken dolls. She looked up at the maid with a baleful expression and asked, “What are bạn doing?” The husband, seeing his wife so upset, immediately told the maid she was fired.
The maid collected her things and left in an even worse mood before. She was so angry that later that night she snuck back into the old couple’s home. Knowing they would be sound asleep, she crept into the kitchen, found the biggest dao, con dao she could, and made her way to the bedroom.
The tiếp theo morning, the maid returned to the house and acted like an innocent bystander and told the police that she worked for the couple. She played the sorry victim that had Mất tích good friends. She told police that the old couple were loving, nice, caring people and she had no idea why anyone would want to kill them.
At that point, she slowly walked into the house, saying she wished to make sure no one had hurt the old woman’s precious doll colection. When she got to the talking doll she picked it up and pulled the cord. “Hello”, it said. She pulled the cord again, and it đã đưa ý kiến “Why did bạn kill my momma?”
The maid looked horified. “What did bạn just say?”
“Why did bạn kill momma?” asked the doll. The maid stared in shock. She kept pulling the cord. “Why did bạn kill my momma? She was a nice momma. I loved her very much. Why did bạn kill my momma?” The maid stared at the doll. She could not believe this was happening. “YOU KILLED MY MOMMA!” the doll screamed. The maid threw it to the ground and ran from the house.
The tiếp theo morning the maid was found dead in her bed. In her arms was the talking doll. When investigators pulled the cord on the búp bê back it just kept repeating, “She killed my momma. She killed my momma. She killed my momma…”
A few weeks later, while dusting off the dolls, the maid accidently knocked a doll over. It shattered as soon as it hit the ground. The old woman heard the sound and went to investigate. When she walked into the room and saw her shattered doll, a very sad look came across her face. The maid saw this quickly and said, “I’m really sorry. I didn’t mean to break her. I won’t do it again.” The old woman looked down at her sad, broken doll and told the maid that she could only keep her job if she promised to be extra careful around the dolls. The maid agreed.
The tiếp theo day, the old couple left the maid alone while they went out to run some errands. The maid was in such a bad mood that she neglected to do her job. While she was sitting in the phòng bếp, nhà bếp enjoying some of the couple’s fancy chocolate, the maid thought of a vicious idea. She slowly made her way into the room where the búp bê were kept. She thought for a moment about how sad the old woman was about her broken doll. The maid picked up a doll and said, “She must really tình yêu these dolls,” and threw the doll on the floor. It shattered and the maid smiled.
She loved the feeling of breaking dolls. Something about the shattering sound pleased her. She threw thêm and thêm búp bê to the floor. She was still in her doll-killing rage when the old couple came through the door. The old woman ran to her broken dolls. She looked up at the maid with a baleful expression and asked, “What are bạn doing?” The husband, seeing his wife so upset, immediately told the maid she was fired.
The maid collected her things and left in an even worse mood before. She was so angry that later that night she snuck back into the old couple’s home. Knowing they would be sound asleep, she crept into the kitchen, found the biggest dao, con dao she could, and made her way to the bedroom.
The tiếp theo morning, the maid returned to the house and acted like an innocent bystander and told the police that she worked for the couple. She played the sorry victim that had Mất tích good friends. She told police that the old couple were loving, nice, caring people and she had no idea why anyone would want to kill them.
At that point, she slowly walked into the house, saying she wished to make sure no one had hurt the old woman’s precious doll colection. When she got to the talking doll she picked it up and pulled the cord. “Hello”, it said. She pulled the cord again, and it đã đưa ý kiến “Why did bạn kill my momma?”
The maid looked horified. “What did bạn just say?”
“Why did bạn kill momma?” asked the doll. The maid stared in shock. She kept pulling the cord. “Why did bạn kill my momma? She was a nice momma. I loved her very much. Why did bạn kill my momma?” The maid stared at the doll. She could not believe this was happening. “YOU KILLED MY MOMMA!” the doll screamed. The maid threw it to the ground and ran from the house.
The tiếp theo morning the maid was found dead in her bed. In her arms was the talking doll. When investigators pulled the cord on the búp bê back it just kept repeating, “She killed my momma. She killed my momma. She killed my momma…”