He's Back

I've told the story of how I got the doll (by the way it wasn't new when my aunt gave it to me) now this is how he came back.

We moved again to another apartment, (I was 10) and as we were unpacking I noticed there was an extra box. When I asked my mom what was in it, her answer gave me chills. My aunt had a 1 year old kid, having porcelain in her house wasn't a good idea, so she gave the doll back. Unlike me, my parents didn't suspect the doll having anything to do with the ghost from our old home.

Of course my mom hung it in my room right next to my bed (cause I still hadn't told anyone that it creeped me out!) At first nothing really happened, so I started to doubt my theory until two days later. This is what my mom told me. My mom babysat three kids, so they were always causing trouble. One day while mom was cleaning after the kids she heard a tumbling sound that came from her room. She thought it might have been one the kids probably playing in there, but when she went in no one was there.

Her shoe boxes were on the floor with the closet door open. It might have been that she stacked them up wrong, so she stacked them back up and closed the closet. As soon as she turned around she heard a tumbling sound again. She turned and the boxes were on the floor again with the door open, freaked out she walked right out. Sometimes the boxes would even shake as if someone were playing with them!

Somewhere around Christmas, my dad was taking a nap on the couch he heard our Christmas tree rustle. He opened his eyes, he saw the tree shaking and he knew all the kids were gone. He got up and started to walk towards it and it stopped. After that we sometimes saw the Christmas ornaments moving, a lot! (Judging at the way they were moving I say he was admiring them).

Then I finally got to see him! It was past midnight and I couldn't sleep so I watched TV. It got really cold, luckily there was a blanket on the couch, so I covered my self with it, and then out of the corner of my eye I saw livid bare feet walking out of my room, with no body! I felt my heart beat get faster and covered my face with the blanket.

Even if I was scared to death I allowed myself one peek. Through my eyelashes I saw a livid figure the shape of a small child hide behind the wall of my room, and could swear it was smiling! Soon after that my mom blessed our apartment, and put the doll in storage because I told her I was too old for dolls (just to get rid of it).

I'm currently living somewhere else and I haven't seen the doll in 2 and a half years.