I used to have a mechanical puppy & I kid you not. I remember laying it down. & when I would wake up in the middle of the night it would be on its legs. Like hell no. I put it back on its side like 5 times & each time it would be back up. I threw it away the next day.
When I was little I haven't had a furby, but still. I have no memory of how and where I find this movie, but I watched Dolly Dearest... Alone... This satanic doll screw me up so bad, I thrown away all of my toys that had faces. All of them - dolls, bears, cars with eyes... My mom was furious... And I had this Barbie, that was my favourite, with almost broken legs and arms, because I was trying to bend her elbows and knees (she was not bendable) and I throw her away as well. With all the stuff - clothes, chairs, shoes, blah blah blah... One big box with all the toys gone... And the next morning I found near my bed a Barbie shoe... And every morning after that I was finding some shoe, or some dress or jewelry on the floor near my bed. For months. I was so fucking scared, I cried myself to sleep...
And 3 or 4 months later my mom comes to me and tells me - See, sunshine, I've told you not to watch horror movies alone, haven't I?
This fucking woman picked up the box from the trash, and scares the shit out of me every morning for months, throwing the dolls stuff from the window on the door, because I disobeyed her and watched horror movie alone and throw all my toys away...
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· 8 years ago
When I was young, I used to smack my furbie against a wall to turn it off.
This fucking woman picked up the box from the trash, and scares the shit out of me every morning for months, throwing the dolls stuff from the window on the door, because I disobeyed her and watched horror movie alone and throw all my toys away...