As a child I used to play with dolls, taking care of them as if they were actually alive, bringing them everywhere with me. Until one night I was about 7, I woke up suddenly, I shared a room with my sisters back then, they were not in their beds that night instead a doll lay on my sisters bed, its head slowly started to turn anticlockwise, I frantically rubbed my eyes, the head didnt stop turning. I screamed hysterically and ran into my parent's room. After that night I couldn't sleep in the same room as a doll, i didnt play with them anymore, I was extremely terrified of them. It was probably a dream but it was so real it terrified me all the same. Evenn to this day I get an uncanny feeling when i am around dolls.
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