My cousin loves to play with dolls. She has a collection of almost 20 of it. As old people says, we can't play with dolls at night. She even sleep with the dolls.
The dolls are weird and damn spooky! One of her favourite doll is 50cm which can talk, sing, walk, and do all that doll stuff. I was sleeping beside my cousin when i woken by a loud sound. I found out that i was the only one who was awoke. It was damn hot! I tried to find the remote of the air-con but soon my eyes were locked on something moving under the blanket. To unveil my curiosity, i open it and saw the doll was shaking itself. My mind was starting to play with such imagination. The doll stared at me. I quickly moved back to reach for the lights. The doll suddenly said Don't think of it, i am miserable, come and feed me.
My cousin woke up and witnessed the incident. She heard it too, but eventually, the next day, i saw the doll was standing on my body with a huge wicked smile. But it's lifeless. I took it away and put it outside at the corridor.
The next night, there it is again under the blanket of my cousin, moving. I told my family but they said that imagination is my creation. The doll is still alive, i knew it, whenever i come to my cousin's house, the doll will stare at me with a huge wicked smile...
God, help me...