Kimble

2019

Shortly after the funeral, my mom committed suicide. That meant I had to get Kimble the doll. I really don't remember how I got it, but every time I think about it I get this fuzzy feeling in my brain like I'm having a seizure. I really didn't want to keep the doll, so I talked to a group of paranormal investigators named Issac and Jerome Lauren. This is what they told me.

" I'm here to see Issac and Jerome Lauren." I asked the clerk on the front desk.

"Down the hallway to the left." She replied.

"Thanks."

I started walking to where the clerk woman in told me to go. I suddenly blacked out and when I did I saw a light flowing through my mind like an eagle flying 1 million times over and over again. Then I woke up remembering the one word of the dolls name Kimble...or was it my name. I really don't know. I woke up staying where I was at. It was like no one remembered that I blacked out. What was going on? I immediately go see the investigators.

"Excuse me,  we are in the middle of a conference." The one with the beard said.

I immediately walked out. I don't know why I'm acting like this its crazy and stupid. So, I waited. They said,

"Kimble."

"That's me." I replied.

"So there is a doll that has been haunting your family for generations."

"Yes, that's basically it."

"Alright, what things have been happening." The other man finally said.

I told him everything. I told him about the door rattling and the rest.

"Bring the doll tomorrow and let's see what we can do."