The dolls that hurt us

When I was little, I really wanted a my size barbie doll.

I begged my mom for it all the time. Then one day, she brought me home a life size antique walker doll. Its appearance unsettled me. She had curly super short red hair that had the same texture as mine, glass black eyes that clossed when you leaned her back and a weird smile. When you held her hand she would 'walk' with you but it took a lot of effort. My mom also bought my sister a doll so that we wouldn't fight. Her doll was almost as unsettling as mine, it had ratted blond hair, the same closing eyes except a little more normal but the worst part was its shape, it had a hard face, arms, torso and legs, but for some reason the sides of the torso were stuffed and buldgy making the doll appear to be very fat and awkwardly uneven. Neither of us were happy to say the least.

That night my sister and I closed the dolls in the closet and slept

in our bunkbeds together. When I woke up in the middle of the night, my doll was in the bed with me. I screamed and fell out of my bed, hitting the floor, but luckily I had the bottom bunk so it wasn't too bad. The bunkbeds didn't have a ladder to the top bunk which is why I stayed on the bottom but I climped up the bunkbed faster than I ever had before to my sister's side. To find her doll was next to her. I threw it out of the bed with a scream, waking my sister up as well as my mom in the other room. She came in and yelled at us for still being awake on a school night and then also for having our dolls in the beds (we weren't allowed to sleep with hard toys).

The next morning we asked my mom if she had put the dolls in our

beds and she said she didn't. Our dad said he didn't either. Even though our parents aren't the type to prank us, we thought we had been pranked....

Until it happened every night for a whole week to the extent my

sister and I even got grounded for taking the dolls to bed. We were even getting multiple scratches all over our bodies everyday. We figured there was no way our parents would punish us if they were pranking us, especially not to the point to actually hurt us. So we decided to break my doll apart because she scared us the most despite the dent on the blond doll's face from the time my sister threw her onto the floor. We hid her limbs in all different areas. One arm was behind the couch in the living room, the leg under the bed in our parents room, the other arm behind the dresser in our room and the last leg next door at my sister's friends house. We wrapped the blonde doll in a blanket with the remainder of the red haired doll's parts and threw them into the empty room next to us in the closet.

The next morning they were in our beds again, mine completely reassembled.

From that morning onward we did the same thing everyday, ripping apart my doll and hiding her limbs further and further away from our house. My sister and I began to sleep on the top bunk together, hanging an umbrella from the bed that had a tall sharp point at the end just in case. We both were scared, completely unsettled because these dolls kept coming back, we kept getting scratched and bruised in our sleep. Then one night, me and my sister woke up at almost the same time. She turned around to face me. Her body was tense and I felt like something was terribly wrong.

She whispered to me 'I feel like something is here' as she grabbed behind her

for the umbrella but it was no longer there. She stayed silent and we just stared at each other for a while. I felt what she meant, I felt like a dark presense was at our feet but we were both too scared to look. Then a staticy noise started at a very loud volume. My sister and I shot up and screamed like hell for our parents as we spotted both dolls at our feet. On the top bunk. The red haired one's limbs were dirty- we had buried two of them earlier and the bed was wet by my feet, we had also thrown the leg in the creek.

Our mom came in and turned the lights on, pulling the dolls off the bed and

yelling at us for bringing them in again and even dirtying the covers. We begged her to take the dolls away and put them somewhere- that we were terrified of them and she did- she put them both in the hallway closet. We didn't see the blond doll after that. The hallway closet was cleared and remodeled.

Finally on halloween I put the red haired doll outside in the chair and

when we had come back from trick-or-treating it was gone. We never saw it again.

I'm scared out of my mind right now. I had just moved back into this house

with my parents and I heard the same static-y noise that I heard that one time with my sister as I passed the hallway closet. I investigated it, pulling all of the stuff out and I didn't find anything until I noticed some red hair sticking out of the vent. I opened the vent and there was the blond doll's smashed face!! I have no idea how she got in there because the size of the vent is smaller than her...but the sound is definately coming from her.

I don't think I can handle this again....