Out of nowhere, my daughter has acquired the habit of kissing all her dolls in their eyes, before going to sleep. But now, she does it all throughout the day. I considered that to be perfectly normal for an immature one year old.

When one day, one of her dolls fell to the floor from my hands. I was about to pick it up and then I noticed that the eye had tossed off to the corner of the room. I bent down to collect it but screamed when I saw that the eye was not made of plastic but was a human eye scooped out of a skull. There were no dried blood stains around it.

At that moment, I realised what my daughter had been up to in the name of kissing.

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