One day, I was at my family friend's house. They had an Eskimo doll that stood in the back of the bedroom. They told me that the doll walked by itself all the time, but I didn't believe them. Boy, was I wrong....
After we were finished eating dinner, everyone was about to leave. I had to go back upstairs in the bedroom to get my things. But when I turned around, man, the doll was walking!!! It walked from the door to the bed, its hands outstretched...menacingly. I was so scared; I couldn't scream. I fled from the room and BEGGED my mom to take me home. And as we left, I could see it clunking down the staircase...after me.
I'll never look at a doll the same way.