when i was like 7 years old i had a favorite doll, i always use to sleep with it. But then at the end, i had a feeling that made me scared, so the night of sep 13 i threw the doll in the closet. the next day i woke up and the doll was beside me. so that night i threw it in the closet again, but this time with a lock on. the next morning it was sitting on a chair in front of me. i went downstairs crying and asking my mom why did she do that and she told me that she didnt do anything ,so that was scary! and i told my mom to move from that house and now thank god were living on a new house.
