Whoa...a friend of mine once mentioned a bedroom-full-of-dolls experience when visiting a mother-in-law also in Kentucky. Do you suppose there's some relation here...or is this just a "Kentucky thing?" (And if so...do you think they do it because they actually like the dolls, or is it the whole exercise specifically designed just to creep out houseguests? Like...does someone sell a starter kit with 50 dolls for new homeowners? Or maybe it's a traditional Kentucky housewarming gift...everyone brings one doll to the party.)
There was an ad for Manhattan Mini-Storage a few years ago which gave reasons to use their storage rooms, and one was, "Your doll collection freaks people out!"
Did anyone ever think porcelain dolls were genuinely cute? I mean,was there a time before demon possessed doll movies/books, when their presence was completely benign? They have always freaked me the f out. Even when I was a kid, and I had a couple that had been given to me as gifts( and I was too polite to burn them), they still scared me. I remember turning them to face the wall so their freaky glass eyes wouldn't be looking at me. And then my mom would go into my room to clean and she would turn them back around, and I wouldn't notice until I was laying in bed at night. That + living in a creepy old farmhouse is enough to give anyone permanent insomnia. I couldn't imagine facing an entire room full of them, I would have to sneak out and sleep in my car or something.
Because they're evil and probably want to kill you? That about sums it up. No, I don't actually think that dolls will come to life and stab me in my sleep, but some ancient part of my brain, the part that believed idols had power, is scared of them, and I can't help that.
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*shudders*
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I mean,was there a time before demon possessed doll movies/books, when their presence was completely benign?
They have always freaked me the f out. Even when I was a kid, and I had a couple that had been given to me as gifts( and I was too polite to burn them), they still scared me.
I remember turning them to face the wall so their freaky glass eyes wouldn't be looking at me. And then my mom would go into my room to clean and she would turn them back around, and I wouldn't notice until I was laying in bed at night. That + living in a creepy old farmhouse is enough to give anyone permanent insomnia.
I couldn't imagine facing an entire room full of them, I would have to sneak out and sleep in my car or something.
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No, I don't actually think that dolls will come to life and stab me in my sleep, but some ancient part of my brain, the part that believed idols had power, is scared of them, and I can't help that.
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