My sister used to tell me a story about a murderous China doll when I was little. It had me moderately freaked out by dolls for a while. I'd share the story with you, but you're probably freaked out enough as it is.
I must say, that does sound interesting. I'm not the type to watch horror films, but nevertheless as a christian I have heard quite a few accounts of possession. What do you mean by murderous?
I don't remember exactly how the story goes, but I know the doll ended up with a knife at the end of it. I'm pretty sure it was just a made up story, not something that anyone actually saw. I think I'll google it to see if it's a universal story or just the twisted mind of that generation.
We also used to tell scary stories that involved various monsters scratching the back of someone and by the end of the story the "listener" who sat there, eyes closed and mind open to the "story-teller", would lift their shirt to see if the monster's claw-mark's showed up on their back. Sometimes we would have light red scratch marks, which was pretty freaky. These stories were my favorite.
Is it normall to be afraid of dolls?
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My sister used to tell me a story about a murderous China doll when I was little. It had me moderately freaked out by dolls for a while. I'd share the story with you, but you're probably freaked out enough as it is.
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I must say, that does sound interesting. I'm not the type to watch horror films, but nevertheless as a christian I have heard quite a few accounts of possession. What do you mean by murderous?
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I don't remember exactly how the story goes, but I know the doll ended up with a knife at the end of it. I'm pretty sure it was just a made up story, not something that anyone actually saw. I think I'll google it to see if it's a universal story or just the twisted mind of that generation.
We also used to tell scary stories that involved various monsters scratching the back of someone and by the end of the story the "listener" who sat there, eyes closed and mind open to the "story-teller", would lift their shirt to see if the monster's claw-mark's showed up on their back. Sometimes we would have light red scratch marks, which was pretty freaky. These stories were my favorite.