A Dolly for Christmas

Wednesday 11th May 2011 Well, this is it I am starting a blog. Maybe I will become a famous blogger, hey you never no. Anyway today is just an introduction to my blog, I am twelve years old and love cartoons! Sponge-bob is a all-time favorite of mine. Anyways I hope to be posting every week on a Wednesday. Hope you enjoy my blog!

Thursday 20th December 2012 I don't even know why I am typing this up into a blog, which I had forgotten about, guess that whole 'famous blogger' dream went out the window there. I am here to document the extraordinary case of the doll I got sent via our schools secret Santa, I didn't even sign up for the stupid anonymous gift giving session. I was a guy, what use would I get out of an old china doll?

The doll itself is an old china doll, I am no big fan of dolls but this one is exceptionally creepy. This doll looks like it has freaking real human eyes, not those fake plastic/glass ones you usually see. It literally looks like the doll is staring straight through you and into your soul 24/7.

Anyway, the reason I have decided that this doll needs to be documented is because I could've swore I seen it move. I left it looking straight out the window, I left my bedroom to go to the bathroom. When I came back it was looking at the door.... it was looking at me.

Friday 21st December 2012 Mum won't let me bin the doll, she says its not the gift that matters its the thought that counts. Whatever, just got a new Xbox game, away to play it now!

Sunday 23rd December 2012 Last Friday, the previous blog entry, I had a nightmare. I had the same nightmare last night as well. I can't remember much, only that it involved that stupid doll. Anyway it is Christmas Eve tomorrow! so excited for Christmas Day. Think I am going to watch a Christmas movie with some hot chocolate. Fingers crossed for no nightmares.

Thursday 3rd January 2013 Yea, hi guys. Sorry for not blogging over Christmas and New year's just so many new games so little time, you know? The doll so far has remained silent, the nightmare still visits me every night. I am working on my dream recall, but it seems like the doll is just trying to toy with me. Maybe I am just imagining it, which is far more likely than a 'demonic doll', right? its not like I am in some stupid creepypasta or something.

Friday 4th January 2013 The nightmares are getting real bad. School on Monday. Hopefully that'll take my mind of things.

Saturday 5th January 2013 Went out with some mates today, really took my mind of things. That is until I came home. The doll, which I had turned to face the wall was now sitting the right way around again. Maybe Mum cleaned my room and fixed it. I'll have to ask her.

Sunday 6th January 2013 Mum said she didn't move the doll. Then who did?

Thursday 10th January 2013 School is doing nothing for my nightmares. But finally I have a detailed account of it in my dream journal I purchased a while back to help me with my dream recall. I am in bed, it feels like it is real every time because in my dream I 'wake up'. There is a soft pitter-patter from downstairs. A child-like scream is heard. Then the singing begins.

"One, Two, Dolly's coming for you Three, Four, hear my footsteps on the floor" more pitter-patters can be heard from downstairs. Like some small creature running around. "Five, six, hear the staircase creak Seven, eight, I only hunt the weak" something begins to climb the stairs very slowly.

"Nine, Time to drink blood from a cup" I hear screams from my parents room.

"Ten, Now its your time that is up" my bedroom doorknob begins to shake violently. The door is thrown open to reveal only darkness. That's when I realize the doll is lying beside me in bed. With a grin and a flash of evil in it's two realistic eyes it slashes me multiple times and watches me bleed.

That's when I usually wake up, to find that hideous doll staring at me.

Friday 11th January 2013 Put the doll in my Mum's closet today. Never want to see that thing again. I don't know what gets me so worked up about it, but now it is out of the way (Thank God)

Saturday 12th January 2013 No nightmare last night which was good. Hopefully this continues.

Saturday 19th January 2013 No nightmares for a week now. Things are finally seem to be getting normal again. Moving that doll out of my room was the best thing ever.

Tuesday 22nd January 2013 Went home from school, the doll was sitting back up on the shelf. Mum must've put back there. I am putting it back into her closet, this time someplace she wouldn't find it and go to some homework.

I came back upstairs after doing my homework and found the dolly on my bed. Sitting up straight and tucked in my duvet. I am the only one in the house, I freaked out and ran to my friends house down the street. I am typing this from my their computer as I refuse to enter the house by myself.

Wednesday 23rd January 2013 Mum didn't believe me when I told her, she told me to grow up and stop being so silly. But earlier on I thought I- No, I am absolutely positive I seen it wave at me. I just, I just don't know what to do anymore.

Thursday 24th January 2013 I looked into demonic dolls, there is a story about a doll named Annabell. She had shown signs that my doll is showing now. Moving about, changing positions. Annabell was actually a demon manipulating the doll, since demons only possess humans and not inanimate objects.

I don't like this.

Saturday 26th January 2013 Found the doll sitting in the corner of my room today, a piece of paper was clutched in its hands. It read my name is Beelzebub what kind of name is that? I moved the doll back into my Mum's closet.

Sunday 27th January 2013 Just googled the the name 'Beelzebub' and guess what? It is another name for Satan! I am really freaking out now. The nightmare is back again.

Monday 28th January 2013 Beelzebub was back on my bed when I returned home this morning. Also while I was eating dinner in my room I noticed a red smudge on my pillow. Was it ketchup? It looks a little bit like blood.

Tuesday 29th January 2013 Beelzebub once again returned to my bed. This time the doll had blood on its hand. Mum still wouldn't believe me. I decided to go get her, to prove to her once and for all that this... thing wasn't just a doll. By the time I retrieved Mum from downstairs the doll was nowhere to be seen. She told me to stop being stupid and went back downstairs. When I turned around again the doll was sitting in the middle of my bad, smiling with blood smeared across it's mouth. I found a safe in the garage and I stuff the Beelzebub inside, making sure it is shut tight. For extra safety I also padlock it.

Wednesday 30th January 2013 Banging from the garage can be heard all last night. Beelzebub is trying to get out. On the plus side the nightmares have stopped again.

Thursday 31st January 2013 More banging last night. Also thought I heard a childish scream, but it could just be my paranoid imagination.

Friday 1st February 2013 No banging last night, think Beelzebub has accepted the fact that it is trapped.

Saturday 2nd February 2013 The garage is starting to smell of decay, I decide to go check on that god forsaken doll. I find the safe busted open, the padlock lying uselessly on the floor. I get the feeling of being watched and turn to see who or what it was. I nearly throw up at the sight before me. A dead cat, with a big hole in its side and bite marks all over it's body. Beside it, Beelzebub was smiling with blood smeared all over it. It held a note saying Stop trying to keep me away from you, I don't like it

Sunday 3rd February 2013 Finally the doll is out of my life, I showed Mum the doll and cat. She immediately binned the demonic doll and said sorry for not believing. I slept in the same bed as her last night.

Friday 8th February 2013 All activity has died down, I think the doll is really gone for good.

Sunday 10th February 2013 I found a note lying in the sitting room, it read Burn in hell, slut it looks like Beelzebub's writing. Is it possible it found it's way back?

Monday 11th February 2013 More notes where there to greet me upon my return from school. All used increasingly bad language and talk about rape, murder and other morbid things.

Wednesday 12th February 2013 More notes where there yesterday, and Beelzebub itself was lying on my bed today. I am getting really freaked out, is there no escape? A note was clutched in it's hand Try and throw me out again and I will rip your fucking throat out you slut I look at the doll and I swear it looked up at me and smiled. I replace it back on the shelf, fearing for my life.

Thursday 13th February 2013 Beelzebub was moving around again. No notes today. I am going to burn the doll tonight.

Saturday 15th February 2013 Last night... last night, I don't know, I don't know if, I don't know if I can write this down. I woke up last night, on the ceiling written in blood was slut. Beelzebub was on top of me, naked, it... it.... it spoke to me. "It's valentines day today you slut, let me fuck you" Even though Beelzebub was a, was a, female doll it still had a penis. It bent me, it bent, it bent

Sorry I got abit overwhelmed. It raped me, made me do horrible things to it. I can't tell my Mum what would she think? I am destroying the doll tomorrow. --- ''That was the last post from Kyle. It is believed the young boy woke up from a sleep to the sound of footsteps downstairs. A childish scream and it is reported singing could be heard. Kyle and his family was found mutilated with their eyes gouged out. A doll was found on the scene. With eyes that looked identical to Kyle's when he had them and a note clutched in it's hand saying 'hahahaha'''