A little girl named Alice that was about the age of 9 comes running down the snowy street, with a worried look on her face. She was looking for her sister, Alma, who ran down the street about 30 minutes ago. Her mom sent her out from the house to go look for her because it was starting to get dark outside. She then came up across a chalkboard with her sisters name on it scribbled across. That made her realize that her sister was recently in the area.
What had just happened? Was it a ghost? I do believe that ghosts or something
and I were extremely traumatized by what we had just witnessed. As a couple of young children, both of us developed a fear of dolls. That fear remained throughout most of my youth. In other words, it was that very night
As I walk two the kitchen i can hear someone talking, I realized I was home alone but I was left wondering who was talking. I was so scared I didn’t want to be alone so I let my dogs in. I shouted my dog’s names from the kitchen but when they came in they started talking. Their voice was irritating, it sounded like Dora was talking I was so scared but excited.
A nearby stoplight flickered for a moment a girl was standing underneath the yellow light and then she was gone. I went back to my music, the slow strumming of the guitar and the soft voice of the singer filled my ears again. The scream started again, this time with a hard thump on the wall on the other side of the room. It was from room 413.
I saw nothing so I started walking towards the house of horrors, While I was walking I saw something move out from the corner of my eye, me thinking it was Sara I looked. The Ferris wheel was moving all by itself, I thought it was strange because no one else was here besides me and Sara. I thought it was her playing another trick on me so I stood and watched the Ferris wheel get faster and faster.
Dean slammed the door of the bunker shut. He mas mad. Why? Why on earth must it have been him.
It all started like any other Saturday. Sarah was still sleeping and Barry was mowing the lawn. But then things went a bit off track. The next thing Barry knew he was being held to the ground by an older man with a pistol.
Just as I was about to give in to slumber, I heard a voice echo from the drawing room. A soft, honeyed female voice called out to me. Alarmed, I grabbed the first thing I could, which happened to be my night lamp, and slowly made my way towards the source of the noise. I was like a sailor drawn in by a siren's song. I entered the dark room with great cation, but no one was there.
Storm recognized a few faces slumped back in their chairs in front of the displays. They were too engrossed in the games to glance up at him. Young glanced at Storm. “You should consider trying out as a rotary wing pilot.
Some kids were at the biggest party of the year. Just down the street there was a graveyard. Some of the kids were talking about the eerie gravesite. "Don't ever stand on a grave after dark", one of the boys, Trevor, said. "The corpse inside will pull you under."
This all happened when I was little, nothing but a young boy in elementary school, I’d say I was about six to seven years old, so I was still a very impressionable child. It is because of this that this is one episode that stays with me from my childhood. This episode has taught me that things never stay bad forever, and that this is always a way to fix something that has gone wrong. When I was little my mom had this doll, I know it's a little cliche sounding, I mean what child hasn't been scared of a doll at some point in their life. This doll though I had something very special to be had with this doll.
My idea of ‘normal’He came up his face when from happy to concerned “What happened?” He said I planned on telling a lie but all that could come out of my mouth was the insane truth “Your closet is...like evil and it had blood on a tree.” I said my body trembling. He looked at me and rolled his eyes “Fine if my closet is so ‘evil’ then go in there with me and show me. If you don't you lied to me and the therefore a liar” I look up at him “FINE
We were hesitant to leave because we knew he was waiting for us. It was very late at night be now and we had to get going before are parents start to worry. As we are leaving we heard the laugh again but this time it was deeper and it sound like it was coming from all different directions, like there was more than one person. Right as I turned around and looked at Daria I saw the tall shadow standing right behind her.
Then out of nowhere I turn a corner and a little girl crawls up to my feet screaming “HELP, PLEASE!”. I panick and back up. She gets closer to me and closer. I freak and ran home as quick as I can.
