It was a warm summer night when my friend Jen and I decided that we where going to watch movies in my room. We went down her house to pick up her VCR since I did not have one of my own. Since I lived in the basement at my house, we decide just to take the basement door from the outside to get in. We opened the basement door and walked across the basement to where my room sat.
To give a layout of the basement, when you walk into the door, you right away see the stairs to the left, going up stairs, beside you are a washer and dryer, if you walk to the right, you'll run into the bathroom. My room my located right across the doorway. The basement floor was half plywood and half concrete. The back half was concrete and that was where my room was. The concrete was separated from the plywood at least two inches apart, in the sense that they met at the same point but the concrete sat two inches higher than the plywood. In my room, my bed was against the right corner with the dresser beside it. Right next to it had a floor model television with four china dolls sitting on it. My couch my directly in front of the television. Which was right against the line on the concrete.
We get to my room and set up the VCR so we can watch "Big Daddy". Halfway into "Big Daddy" the power starts to flicker and we just figure it's bad light bulbs because the television was not affected. Out of nowhere, the all four of the china dolls turn their heads to the right to look at us. As soon as that happened, the lights (including the television) went out. We ended up flipping the couch off of the concrete and running up the stairs. None of the rooms upstairs lost power or flickered but Jen and I decided not to go downstairs for the rest of the night.
I got rid of those china dolls right after. Never again will I ever display china dolls. I can't even stand china dolls displayed somewhere else, they creep me out.