Ok when I was 10 my mother worked at a children’s daycare. This daycare was named Little Elves. And I promise that everything I am writing is true. This daycare was haunted. It was a big place. It had a huge grass field with playground equipment, a pool, three other outdoor playgrounds, a trampoline, two mobile homes on opposite ends of the grounds, a small outdoor cement slab for skating, shack classrooms, and a row of classrooms with huge windows. Now this place was very old. Oh, I almost forgot that there was a mysterious little rock pile out there too.
Now, the woman who ran the daycare had told us that it was haunted, but we figured that she was telling us this to scare us into behaving. She was not. I don’t know what took place on this land before the daycare was built or even during the building of this daycare. But I do know that woman was really strict with all of us. We were scared of her. So, that is why we never asked her questions about the place. Just to explain ‘we’ means my sister, older brother, old best friend, and his brother, who is now my husband. We will never forget the things we saw and heard there. We still talk about it to this day, and I’m 27 now.
I’m not at all sure how things started. I used to see shadows there and was always afraid to use the bathroom cause I could see shadows in the mirrors, there weren’t any stalls there. My husband lived in one of the mobile homes on Little Elves’ lot. He would tell us stories of seeing blood in the tub, voices calling his name, things being thrown around his and his brother’s room, the radio station changing. Then one day they moved to the other mobile home on the other side of the lot.
Well, we were playing tag outside, me and my bestfriend and my husband and sister on teams. We thought it would be fun to hide in one of the classrooms with the huge windows, but the door was locked. No surprise cause it was a weekend and the daycare was closed. And no one had a key except the scary woman who ran Little Elves. Then we ran around the buildings to try and hide, but when we came back to the room the door was unlocked. We figured that we didn’t try hard enough. Well we went in to hide. There was chalk and chalkboards on the walls so we decided to draw. We said if they tag us we’ll say were not playing anymore. They did find us and asked how we got in cause they were gonna hide in there and scare us when we went in. We told them the story of how it was locked and then it wasn’t. We all just drew and snooped around.
We heard a strange noise and all jumped. Now my husband was always trying to scare me, still does to this day, so I yelled for him to behave. He told me it wasn’t him. The look on his face told me he wasn’t joking. Then for some strange reason this stuffed clown doll caught our attention. We had just been in that classroom the previous day and none of us had ever seen that doll. The doll didn’t look scary, but we swear that the noise came from his direction. We walked up to the doll, picked it up,and threw it into a corner. We were all a little spooked so we decided to play outside again.
I know for a fact that no one could have got back into that room because I personally locked the door and tried to open it again. It was locked shut.
Ok, we started to play again. They were chasing us around the building and when we all ran past the classroom that clown doll was in the window looking at us. We never saw it move, but that’s the only way it could have gotten to that window. It had a weird smirk on his face too. No one was going to sew a smirk on a clown doll that was just smiling either! We screamed and ran. When we all calmed down we asked each other if the other had done that, but no one had. We had all been together from the time we left the room and the door was locked. We got up our courage and went back outside to the classroom. The clown doll was gone! We were all scared that it had got out of the room so, we ran to check the door. Still locked.
That Monday we went back into that classroom and looked for that doll (we weren’t scared cause the teacher and her class were there). We could not find that doll anywhere. So we asked her if she’d seen it. No she had never seen that doll. She even asked her class and they had never seen a clown doll there either.
To this day we talk about that doll. We still ask each other if the other had played a prank, but the answers are always the same. NO.
Now this isn’t the only time we experienced something scary at Little Elves. I’ve got lots more scary, but very true stories. I know a lot of you won’t believe me, but I know three others who know it’s true.
Sent in by Angelica Olvera, Copyright 2008