THIS APPEARING HOUSE – Ally Malinenko


For as long as anyone could remember there wasn’t a house at the dead end of Juniper Drive . . . until one day there was.

When Jac first sees the House, she’s counting down to the five-year anniversary of her cancer diagnosis, when she hopefully will be declared NED, or “no evidence of disease.” But with a house appearing, and her hands shaking, and a fall off her bike, Jac is starting to wonder if these are symptoms―or if a supernatural mystery is unfolding.

Two classmates dare Jac and her friend Hazel to enter the House. Walking through the front door is the way in. It’s definitely not the way out. There’s something off about the House; Jac can feel it. The same way she knows it’s no coincidence that the House appeared for her five-year marker. It wants something from her. And she won’t be able to get out until she faces her fears and figures out what.
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BROKEN DOLLS – Ally Malinenko


One. Two. Three. Are you ready to play?

Ever since Kaye’s grandfather died, she’s been obsessed with counting things: the steps to her bedroom, the dolls on her sister’s bed, even the threads on her favorite blanket. It’s arithmomania, and with the selective mutism that sometimes prevents her from speaking, she literally can’t find the words to talk about how she feels now that Grampa is gone. When they take the summer to clean out and renovate his old house, Kaye finds herself counting the days.

That is, until her younger sister, Holly, starts finding dolls. She finds them buried in the backyard, stuffed in the walls, crammed into the closets. From the first one, Kaye knows they aren’t like normal dolls. They smile at her like they know something, and sometimes their eyes open and close on their own. Kaye hears her sister talking to them constantly—and she swears she’s heard the dolls whispering back.

Everyone assumes that Holly’s just a kid with a good imagination. Kaye doesn’t think it’s a game, because she knows that Holly—and the dolls—are going to make her play with them. Forever.
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