I must have been looking through all these boxes in the basement for at least two hours when I found it. A little pink book with red sprinkles all over it. I knew it was a diary and none of my business but I just couldn’t resist.

Dear diary, my daddy brought me a new doll today. She is blond with dark eyes and really nice. We played a lot together until she got hungry. She told me to call my daddy. He said that I will have to feed my dolls now and gave me the bloody knive. I was so excited for the day to come and quickly cut of a part of my little finger. It hurt really bad but when I gave it to my doll she was so happy. My daddy was also proud of me and helped me to deal with the bleeding.

Next to the text there was a little drawing of a blond doll and there were big red stains on the page. Considering what I just read it extremely looked like blood.

I couldn’t stop and with horror I discovered that the following entries always seemed similar. Sometimes she got a new doll sometimes she was just feeding her old ones. In every entry she described how she cut off some part of her body and gave it to the doll. There was always a bloody drawing next to it. Sometimes her new doll but also sometimes her hand with parts of her fingers missing.

The very last entry was different. The drawing showed a little girl and a man laying on the floor, covered in blood. Both were missing parts of their hands.