The Haunted Doll That Came to Life

It started with a strange gift—an antique porcelain doll found at a flea market.

Emma thought it was charming, a quirky addition to her shelf.

But the first night, she heard soft footsteps in her apartment.

She lived alone.

The doll had moved from the shelf to the kitchen table.

She laughed it off—at first.

The next day, Emma found scratches on her bedroom door.

She checked her security camera—nothing.

That night, she locked the doll in a cabinet.

At 3:12 AM, a loud crash woke her.

The cabinet was open.

The doll sat upright on her bed, its glass eyes now slightly turned toward her.

She didn’t sleep again.

Emma tried to get rid of it—left it at a church donation box.

But the next morning, it was back on her couch, dirt on its dress.

She burned it.

The fire roared unnaturally high.

Hours later, the doll reappeared, unscathed, on her pillow.

That night, she heard it whisper her name.

It knew her now.

Desperate, Emma contacted a paranormal expert.

He took one look and turned pale.

“This isn’t a doll,” he said.

“It’s a vessel.” The spirit inside had latched onto her.

Destroying the doll wouldn’t help—it would only make it angry.

That night, Emma vanished.

The doll was found alone, smiling, waiting for its next owner.