One night, Samuel lit a fire in the great hearth. He took Annabelle by her doll-sized hand and led her toward the flames.
Samuel tried to remove the locket. Annabelle’s iron fingers locked around his wrist. “No, Father. You gave it to me. It’s mine.” annabelle the creation
“Now I’m free.”
“You didn’t make me, Father,” she whispered. “You just woke me up.” One night, Samuel lit a fire in the great hearth