One Shot Horror Stories

The Creepy Doll

As the car bumped along the rocky pathway as we pull up into my grandads house, it was rather old house but it was always big enough for the whole family to come and visit. We walk up to the crooked wooden door and we knocked on the it and the we could hear the echo threw the whole home and the door swung open and there stood my grandad who was frail and pale as always and I ran up to him and hugged the man himself. 

We went inside and in the home it looked as if we had travelled back in time to the 80s as everything was far from modern and we went and met with the other family members were I got to meet my cousins, aunts, uncles and other grandparents. The day went on with playing games in their gigantic garden and we play hide and seek also. 

Whilst the family continue to play I had to go to the bathroom and so I ran to the nearest bathroom and the downstairs restroom was occupied so I sprinted too the upstairs bathroom in desperate need of the little girls room. When I got there I  was already scared of the upstairs because it was dark and gloomy as well as it felt as if someone was watching me  and so I ran into the toilet and did my business and washed my hands I came back out and before I went in all the door were closed but this time one of them were open and I knew I didn't hear anyone come upstairs so as a curious child I was I went to have  look and to my surprise I went inside and it was a toy room with old children toys everywhere and I thought jackpot and ran in giggling but there was one toy which I found unnerving and that was a doll.

This doll was dressed as a Victorian little girl and she was very pretty for a china doll because they've always scared me but she seemed different as if she was alive in my eyes but I didn't have the confidence to pick her up and so I sat down in front of her and just stared at the detail in her face and her dress. Until my grandad walked in and asked, "what I was doing in here?" and I all I did was point at the doll and asked back, "what's her name?" he looked and me as if he had just see a ghost had told me to leave the room and not to come back in there ever again. 

I got up and left with my hand in my grandads and I looked up at him and he just said, "Her name is Elizabeth." and as were about to close the door we both heard giggling and me and my grandad both peered inside and the doll was looking at us and giggled once more and that cause me to scurry my way back to his back garden to my mum.

I never found out what was wrong with that doll even too this day and when my grandad passed the doll disappeared and is still missing to this day.