I walked over to my bland living room, where I last left the baby doll and picked it up. I grabbed my keys on my way out the door and went to my green Jeep, and placed the baby doll on the passengers seat. Then I started my Jeep and took off. I was driving in silence because I don't really like to listen to music while I'm driving. On my out of my small friendly neighborhood I took a different route because why not? I drove by this one house that looked old and a little frightening. the house looked mostly of glass except the base and the roof, which looked like rotting wood and it had no door, but what it did have was vines pretty much covering the entire house. I continued driving but thought to myself,"why would there still be a bed in there? its not like anyone is living there, I mean who would want to live in a house that looks like that?" and just as I finished that thought I heard a baby cry and I looked at the passengers seat and saw that the baby doll was no longer a doll it was a real breathing, living, crying baby. I immediately pulled over and stopped the car. I held the baby trying to calm it down, after about ten minutes he finally stopped crying. I then started panicking thinking how am I supposed to get to Walmart without a car seat or anything for this baby! he could get hurt. "WHAT AM I SUPPOSED TO DO!?!?" but then I got out my car and searched through the trunk and found a box, emptied it and also found some stretchy cords and brought them to the passengers side, picked up the baby and put him in the box and put the cord around the box and hooked it to the back of the seat, so it wouldn't move. then i got back in the car and continued to go to Walmart. once there I got a baby car seat,some food for me and him,and some clothes for him. When I got back to my car I hooked up the car seat, put him in it,then put the rest of the stuff I bought in the trunk of the car, then left for home. On my way home I passed the house but before I passed it the baby was once again a doll. I was EXTREMELY confused but I kept going home anyways.
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3:27 am
TerrorEvery morning Ashley wakes up at 3:27 and when she starts to fall asleep again she hears two voices, always the same voices crying for their "baby doll". One day Ashley was driving to the library when she passed a house covered with over grown plant...