Horror Stories (On Hiatus)

the doll that talks back

I was looking thru my childhood stuff in my parents attic when I stumbled on a old doll. She a had a pretty white dress with little flowers on it. Her hair was a light brownish hair with flowers on it.I

I remembered playing with this doll when I was little. She was special because she could talk. She could only speak a couple of words but I still loved her. I picked her up and dusted all of the dust off of her. I hugged her and closed the box and headed to my car.

I decided to keep her since she was a big part of my childhood. I got into the car and put her in the back. I started the car and went to my apartment.

I opened the door to my apartment and sat her down on one of my shelves.
I went to take a shower when I heard a little girl laughing. I look over to the see nobody there.

I felt paranoid but brushed it off. After the shower I sat on my couch and watched TV.
I few hours passed and I was getting sleepy. So I decided to go to bed. I brushed my teeth and washed my face. After that I went to bed.

It was 3am when I heard a knocking at the door. I went up to it and opened it to see my doll sitting there and smiling. I thought it was weird but once again I brushed it off.

The next day I was making breakfast when I get a call from my mom. I answer it  and she seems a bit freaked out.

I tell her to calm down and she explains that the doll I brought home was possessed. I told my mom that she was talking nonsense and I hang up the phone. I then hear a noise I look up to see the doll talking in a deep voice. My face goes pale and I quickly pick up the doll and take it back into my parents garage.

I will never come inside that garage