When I was seven my grandpa gifted this beautiful doll to me on my birthday. She was dressed in this little pink prairie dress and hat, she had these long black braids, blue eyes and porcelain skin, she came with a doll sized rocking chair that she would sit in. At first I was enamored by the doll because she looked kind of similar to me.

Originally she sat in the corner of my bedroom directly across from my bed but after a few days I started getting this bad feeling and finding the doll creepy at night. Her wide blue eyes and blank stare looked kind of eerie gave this uncanny valley feeling in the dark because of how lifelike she looked.

Eventually I grew too creeped out and the doll migrated downstairs to the living room. I began ignoring the doll after couple weeks due to general bad vibes and started showing interest in other toys. For a month or so it became more like a decoration than a toy to me.

One day I had just came inside from playing, I sat down to untie my shoes and my eyes suddenly gravitated towards the doll sitting in its little rocking chair. I had the same feeling again, like she was watching. I stared at her for maybe 15 seconds waiting for something to happen and in my head I remember yelling at her in my head, like I was telepathically challenging her to do something. As I was about to look away her legs straightened out from the position she was in and she stood up out of her rocking chair for a few seconds and then calmly sat back down . I remember being in shock for a few seconds and then screaming and running outside.

Shortly after this my mom got rid of the doll because I told her I wasn’t interested in playing with her anymore but I never told her what really happened. After that incident I began locking up all my baby dolls and Barbie’s in closets and spare bedrooms out of fear that they would also come alive. For months I constantly had these nightmares that my Barbie dolls would slide along the carpet on their backs and crawl up my leg like they were being controlled by something invisible. I’m not a very superstitious person but I 100% believe what I saw that day. I’ve never told anyone about this because it sounds so unreal and stupid. I have no idea if the doll was haunted or if something in our house momentarily attached to it and made it stand up but regardless I saw something.