Creepy Doll Contest--Stories
Below are some entries in the Creepy Doll Contest. They're in no particular order and the names have been removed to protect the innocent!
“My son had a girlfriend whom he broke up with because she had been acting very “strange.” Soon after, he and I were stalked by someone who turned out to be her, and even though she lived far from us, she had a close friend who was a psychic using telekinesis. I never believed in that until this situation occurred. Things started disappearing. Sometimes they would reappear later. It drove us crazy. She would email us using a fake email address so we didn’t know who it was at first—telling us she had removed things that belonged to us and making veiled threats. One of the emails said to look in my jewelry drawer; there I found a weird-looking doll pin that gave me the creeps. I spoke to a psychic locally and asked her advice. She said to bury the doll pin. I did that—the next day it was back in my drawer. When we finally uncovered who was doing this to us—we contacted the authorities and it stopped. I still get the willies about that doll pin. I think I finally threw it out and that was the end of it except for the strange memories.”
“We had a baby Crissy doll that was supposed to have been in a storage closet. We checked the closet and couldn't find the doll. We looked through everything and still couldn't find it. A couple of months later we went and looked through the closet again and found the doll. What was weird about it was that the doll was in an easy place to find when we looked the second time but we couldn't find it there the first time. It wasn't in the closet at all the first time.”
“Just thought I would tell you about one of my dolls I played with. I was about 8 years old at the end of WWII and my parents bought me a DyDee doll that supposedly wet. The head was of a composition and the body was rubber—well I dropped it and the head broke off but my mother said I went ahead and played with it since they could not afford to buy me another one. AND I TURNED OUT NORMAL go figure!”
“This really creeped me out. When I was about 8 years old, I got a present at Christmas and I knew it was either a doll in the cradle or just the cradle with the way the wrapping was. So I was totally excited and I opened it, picked up the doll and the head fell off and into the cradle! I was screaming! I remember it clearly. My mom told me that she couldn't calm me down nor was I able to understand her (I am deaf and didn't have much communication then). She said I refused to play with my dolls for a long time. I have bothered my sisters, I had four of them, since then, asking if one of them did it and they all deny it. I still can't figure out to this day how the head came off, cuz its one of those baby dolls and I remember those things were hard to put together, like putting the leg back on. I have a daughter, but when she was young, she never liked dolls except for this rag doll we got from a discount store. Head is not removable!”
“My son had a girlfriend whom he broke up with because she had been acting very “strange.” Soon after, he and I were stalked by someone who turned out to be her, and even though she lived far from us, she had a close friend who was a psychic using telekinesis. I never believed in that until this situation occurred. Things started disappearing. Sometimes they would reappear later. It drove us crazy. She would email us using a fake email address so we didn’t know who it was at first—telling us she had removed things that belonged to us and making veiled threats. One of the emails said to look in my jewelry drawer; there I found a weird-looking doll pin that gave me the creeps. I spoke to a psychic locally and asked her advice. She said to bury the doll pin. I did that—the next day it was back in my drawer. When we finally uncovered who was doing this to us—we contacted the authorities and it stopped. I still get the willies about that doll pin. I think I finally threw it out and that was the end of it except for the strange memories.”
“We had a baby Crissy doll that was supposed to have been in a storage closet. We checked the closet and couldn't find the doll. We looked through everything and still couldn't find it. A couple of months later we went and looked through the closet again and found the doll. What was weird about it was that the doll was in an easy place to find when we looked the second time but we couldn't find it there the first time. It wasn't in the closet at all the first time.”
“Just thought I would tell you about one of my dolls I played with. I was about 8 years old at the end of WWII and my parents bought me a DyDee doll that supposedly wet. The head was of a composition and the body was rubber—well I dropped it and the head broke off but my mother said I went ahead and played with it since they could not afford to buy me another one. AND I TURNED OUT NORMAL go figure!”
“This really creeped me out. When I was about 8 years old, I got a present at Christmas and I knew it was either a doll in the cradle or just the cradle with the way the wrapping was. So I was totally excited and I opened it, picked up the doll and the head fell off and into the cradle! I was screaming! I remember it clearly. My mom told me that she couldn't calm me down nor was I able to understand her (I am deaf and didn't have much communication then). She said I refused to play with my dolls for a long time. I have bothered my sisters, I had four of them, since then, asking if one of them did it and they all deny it. I still can't figure out to this day how the head came off, cuz its one of those baby dolls and I remember those things were hard to put together, like putting the leg back on. I have a daughter, but when she was young, she never liked dolls except for this rag doll we got from a discount store. Head is not removable!”
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