Angry Maxine Creepy Doll
Angry Maxine Creepy Doll
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This is Maxine, and she does not pretend to be harmless.
Her porcelain face is frozen in defiance—dark lips sealed tight, brows arched as if daring you to look away. Crimson tears streak from her eyes, long since dried, but not forgotten. They stain her cheeks the way memories stain a house that should’ve been empty.
Maxine wears a charcoal-gray dress, heavy with lace and soaked in scarlet smears that look far too deliberate to be an accident. A small antique key hangs at her chest, resting over her heart—if it opens something, it isn’t a door. Her hands and bare feet are marked with the same red traces, as though she wandered somewhere she wasn’t meant to escape.
She feels restless. Angry. Claimed.
Made by Christie Creepy Dolls
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