A lot of people don't believe me when I tell them this story, but they dont have to, because i know it happened. And all of my friends still believe it.
When I was in 3rd grade, and 9 at the time, I had a big sleepover with 14 girls. We all liked playing truth or dare and other wierd and freaky games. Well, eversince i was old enough to think i have been terrified of dolls. To me, they give off an evil energy. I dont care how cheesey it sounds but ur the one who chose to read my story so deal with the cheesey-ness.
In my mom's room is and antique baby cradel. In it, she keeps dolls. I dispised this room only for the fact that it contained dolls. Well during my sleep over i popped the question: what is your biggest fear. There were answers like: Under my bed, In my closet, and shadowy corners. But the most common answer was simple, dolls. I decided that this was the perfect chance for my friends to encounter what made my blood run cold and send chills up my bare spine, The cradel of dolls. When I walked into the room i was hit with this blast of evil energy, like and evil presence and something bad would happen and it would be caused by an evil force. I immediately wanted to back out, but because of my need to show this to my frineds i went on in. When they saw the cradel of dolls they immediately drew back. Some cried, some shrieked, and some just stood stock still. They all felt it. A horrifying energy surrounding the cradel. We then nerously started laughing at ourselves, deciding that we were just being stupid. The braver of my friends started poking at them and opening their eyes, while the rest of us just watched and nervously chuckeled. Then, without any warning, one of the dolls blinked! We all saw it at the same time and we sprinted down stairs to our living room screaming our heads off. We all cramed into the middle of the floor together and tried to explain what we had just encountered. We cried and shook and had shivers. We then got so scared that we decided to place a circle of salt around our sleeping area, where our sleeping bags were stationed. A circle of salt sounds preity stoupid but when your nine, you think your a genius. That night we shut my mom's door to her room and stuck a chair under the door handle to ensure that nothing would get us. We all fell asleep about midnight and all had dreams about the dolls. But when we woke up, which was suspiciously all at the same time, we started screaming and crying and clutching eachother for dear life. Sitting exactly directly outside the circle of salt was the doll that had blinked it's eyes.
Epilogue:
After my friends left I went upstairs with my brother to put the doll away, only to find that the door was opened and the chair was back in it's origional place...2 rooms away.
And every year, on the same day of the same month(which was the day my friends and i first encountered the doll) I see things out of the corner of my eye, like movement, but i an never can tell what it is. But when I try to sleep, i cant, and the whole time, i know, something is there, watching me, and not to far away, lurking in the shadows of my room.