The haunting

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Wednesday, Aug 17 9.28pm

To all redditors,

Do not buy any toy from 5 and below. Trust me. Please. We don't know eachother but from person to person, please do not buy any toy from 5 and below.

I'm staring at it. Directly at it. Making sure my glances are split 75 25. 75 to the doll.

About 3 mondays ago, I went for a drive with my good friend. After ultimately deciding we had nothing better to do, we decided to stop at a 5 and below to blow off extra cash. I wish I could go back in time.

It keeps fucking moving.

I picked up buzz lightyearrRRR HOLY SHIT IT JUST DETURNED ITS HEAD T LOOK DIRECTULU AT ME IT OH MY GOD OH MY GOD ITS FACING THE OTHER DIRECTION AND ITS HEAD TURNED.

9:45pm

Hes staring at me.

I used to lock him in a drawer at night because he started to creep me out after looking at him for too long. About a week later, it stopped working.

One time, I woke up for school one morning and opened the door. The doll made a robotic hum as I kicked it across the floor. How the fuck did it get there. Right outside my door. I thought my brother or parents were trying to play a prank on me because I mentioned how it started to scare me. I asked them about it to nothing. They were either really good actors or my intuition was right.

I came home from school that day to buzz lightyear gone. Nowhere to be found. Completely vacant from my room, the drawer, the living room, everywhere I thought he could've been.

Apparently not. When I opened my closet he fucking jumped at me. I can't write this.

He jumped at me. Electricity took over my entire body - shocking it for a second then it was as if every single muscle I had fell to the floor. Exactly like the plummeting feeling when you're riding the haunted mansion elevator at disney. Your entire stomach drops. Hollow. Nauseous. I grabbed him, my entire hand fitting around his body, and threw him into the drawer. But of course he didn't stay for long. He always comes back to the same place. My room.

9:50pm

Holy shit.

Its staring straight at me. His bodys facing me. He's closer.

10.00pm

I have to type fast. I want to tell the rest of this as fast as I can. I decided to set up a digital camera and post it to my story to try to capture him moving. 20 minutes into it and nothing. Little shit. 30 minutes - nothing. 40? Nothing. I grabbed my camera and restarted the video. I started recording myself walking into my room and thats when he moved. I didn't even catch it on video. He moved right in front of me. That was the first time he did. Before I suspected he did and began marking his feet with a pencil. I'd come back 10 minutes later and all that remained were the outlines of his feet. All I caught on video was my terrified scream. I was horrified. My face turned white and my eyes looked like they would burst out of my head. My reaction is sewed into my brain now. I must've rewatched that video a thousand times.

He's still facing me

10:32pm

present

Sorry for the late response. I'm back. The power turned out. I just got my computer back online but the lights are still pitch black. The light of my computer is dim, but it's the only light source in here.

I think I have a plan. I need to see if the buzz is still there. I'm gonna take my computer light up to where he usually sits on my desk to look.

Gonna narrate this as I follow through with it.

Okay I just walked over to the desk. he's still here thank God. I was about to shit myself. Oh fuck. No no non ono nonononononnnnonnonn no no no. NO NO NO NON NO NO. HE'S GONE. DAMNIT. My computer light glitched for a second. One fucking second. He's gone.

What the fuck is that. The air turned warmer. I'm hearing something.

Wait. I hold my breath.

I'm not breathing.

That's not my breathing. 

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