I don’t know if you know this, but Old Town, Alexandria in Virginia is said to be very haunted. It is about six miles away from Washington D.C., and about an hour and a half away from Richmond, Virginia.
Anyway, my family lives in a very old house in the historical part of the town. My older sister has always had sort of a “sixth sense” for paranormal activity, such as feeling presences and hearing footsteps when I can’t. There is a back hallway where my sister and I share a room. She has been telling me about experiences she has had in that room for the longest time.
She specifically remembers floating heads in her room when she was two, talking to her (she tells me she thought it was God at the time) and a doll she believes was possessed. This is my least favorite story because it scares me. The doll’s name is Polly Dolly, it is …
February 17th, 2010 by Caretaker
My story begins many years ago as a young boy of about seven or eight. For some reason my family always gave my baby sister dolls. Not the small Barbie type dolls, but the larger dolls that were about the size of a toddler complete with clothing and eyes that would open and close if laid on their backs. They were always quite eerie to me!
I came from a poor catholic family and we lived in a small home so my mother, father and sister shared a room along with my sister in her crib. I had my own closet sized bedroom. To show appreciation of the dolls my sister was given, they were hung around the perimeter of my bedroom. Needless to say I hated this, but what could I say? Maybe it was me, but the eyes of the dolls always seemed to follow me no matter what I did and an eeriness not only from the …
August 9th, 2009 by Caretaker
Well first of all I better tell you a little bit about myself. I was given an old doll from my great granddad who owns an antique shop. He gave it to me thinking it was really special and he knew I like collecting dolls. I put the doll with the rest of my collection up on a white wooden table.
Late at night I started to hear quiet giggles coming from around the cupboard. I just thought it was my imagination so I just hid my head under my blanket and went back to sleep. That morning all my dolls had been knocked to the floor, all except the doll I was given from my granddad. I was getting really worried and was getting a little bit scared of the doll and the room.
That night I decided to sleep with my mum because I was really scared that the same thing might happen again, and it did. I …
June 7th, 2009 by Caretaker
During my lifetime I have had several personal encounters with the paranormal, or supernatural as some people prefer to say. I shared this experience with several members of my family when I was about 12 revolved around a set of antique dolls. Although I was not the one who actually encountered the ghost I was there while it was going on.
My grandmother found a set of antique dolls somewhere and she bought them and brought them to her house. The bodies of the dolls were made of porcelain and their dresses and hats were a combination of silk and feathers.
She put the dolls into a large walk-in closet at the top of the stairs. My older sister lived with our grandparents, her bedroom was just next to the walk-in closet. Right away she started having nightmares. She also told us that she heard an old woman humming and a creaking noise like a rocking chair while she was …
March 6th, 2008 by Caretaker
September 13th, 2007 by Caretaker