What happened with this house?
It was burn in fire.
Anyone survived?
No. The family died. Everything is destroyed, besides...
Besides – what?
An antique doll. Look there.
Oh... it scares me.
Me too...
On little Mary’s birthday was raining, sky was crying
The child accepted one gift from her mom, and she loved it
That was an antique doll: so beautiful and pretty
And Mary gave her name: “From now you are Betty”
Once mommy heard the voices from daughter’s bedroom, scared
When she came in she looked nobody besides Mary
“Who were you talking to?” the mother answered. “Mommy,
My doll is my best friend. I talked with her.” “Oh... clearly”
Mommy, play with me...
Antiqua mala
Crudelis fati
In pupa corpus
“Mommy, she is my friend!”
“This is just a doll!”
“No! She’s alive! She said daddy was quilty. He died coz he was bad!”
“What?! Ok, enough! Give it to me! Now!”
“No! No, mommy, stop hurt Betty!”
“You will never see this f*cking doll again! Never!”
“No! Mommy, she’s hurt! Noooo!”
play with me...
Antiqua mala
Crudelis fati
In pupa corpus
(x2)
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