The Lost Soul of Hazel Eldora

The little girl was lost.  She couldn't couldn't wake and couldn't sleep.  The world was foaming mist, and she was alone.

"Mama?"  she called out.  "Mama?!?"

For days she cried until there were not tears left.  "Mama?  Where are you Mama?"

But Mama never came.  No one ever came for Hazel Eldora.

So she wandered the cemetery.  What should have been her resting place became the little girl's playground.

Occasionally, someone would feel the cold prickle on their spine as she drew near.  Other times near dusk, from the corner of their eyes, someone would see a flash.  More often, all anyone saw was a simple, doll.  Faded and matted with time.

"Mama!"  Hazel called.  

 But now she knew no one would come.  No one cared for the lost soul.  Those who were near shivered and backed away.  Hazel would never be loved.  Hazel would never be held.  Hazel was alone for all eternity.

 And the child refused to continue.  It was not enough to simply roam among the monuments with her doll.  Hazel wants revenge for the years of neglect and abandonment.  She will find someone to stay with her, no matter what it takes. She glances around and sees a vision.  She looks straight into your eyes . . .

  And now, she's coming . . . for you!