My neighbour gifted my daughter a very creepy baby doll on her second birthday. It made a very disturbing giggling sound when its tummy was pressed. For some reason, my daughter absolutely loved it, so I couldn't throw it away.
One night, I swear I heard that doll giggling in my daughter's room. I went up and peered into the room. In the dark, I made out its figure lying on the bed, right next to my sleeping daughter. I was pretty sure I'd left it on the shelf.
Growing absolutely sure that it was a cursed evil entity that had come to harm my family, I picked up the doll and started hitting it. The giggling still wouldn't stop. I bashed its head against the walls, severely thrashed it down on the floor and kept kicking it till the giggling finally stopped. I picked the remains of the broken doll from the ground and threw them out of the window. I wiped my forehead, heaving a sigh of relief.
But suddenly, my heart skipped a beat as I heard that awful giggle resound right behind me. Pale and stiff, I slowly turned around, and to my horror I found the doll lying on my daughter's bed. Instead, my daughter was missing, except for a few stains of fresh blood on the bedsheets, walls and the floor.
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Dead Air - A Collection of Horror Stories
Short StoryRustle of leaves. Dripping red. Footsteps coming closer. Finally, a cold silence of dead air. This is a collection of some of the scariest, creepiest and spookiest horror stories (written by me). So check your closet and under your bed, lock the doo...
