"Nightmare Doll

It hides in your closet, and under your bed
It fills you with fear, of terror, of dread
With bright red eyes, antennae 'a glow,
A hideous reeling smile to show
With a whirr of its tail, or two, it seems, 
It slides out of seclusion and enters your dreams.

The happiness subsides, you begin to shiver,
As the creatures in your mind start to quiver
And turn all grey, with a longing moan
As tied lips become unsown."

On Kwangmin's seventeenth Birthday, he received something other than his favourite yellow Pokemon, Pikachu. Kwangmin had his very first ball-jointed-doll, a perfectly beautiful, alluring doll. Its hair was shining jet black, innocent eyes of grey, blood red lips and pale snow skin... "Ryu Hyun..." the seventeen year-old named the doll, smiling gleefully as he hugged the cold lifeless thing. A small smile appeared on Ryu Hyun's perfect lips...

15 years ago,

A boy had his 12th Birthday, receiving his very first gift from his mother. A dark blue velvet box, inside is a pretty boy doll, the boy admire its perfect silky black hair and pale snow white skin. How he wish he was as perfect as the doll, giggling happily as he hugged the doll... On the same day, when the clock strikes 12. The door to his room creaked open. The 12 year-old boy slowly opened his eyes and looked up at the dark figure approaching him. SLASH! The sharp silver blade of a butcher's knife cut through his body and blood splatter everywhere. The sound of liquid pouring over the bed and the corpse, match being stuck. The killer left the room in a hurry as the fire engulf the whole of the bed and the dead corpse... Sitting by the open window was the boy's favourite doll, watching with emotionless face.