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There once was a man from Antuket...

I forgot the rest... And I think I got the last owrd wrong... And I don't think it's a horror story... O well close enough!

-nods- Uh ha, I rule. 3nodding

Back in the 1800s, there was a girl about the age of 8 years, and if you would have ever seen her, you would have sworn she was a doll. Her pale complexion, long jet black hair and gorgeous dark brown eyes would etch into your mind. She looked just like a little china doll. One day, walking home from school the girl encountered a cute little doll, which looked exactly like her, in the window of the toy shop. She went in and asked the clerk how much the doll was. He told her that the doll was a very large amount and she would never be able to afford it. The doll was $15 dollars, far too much to pay for a doll.

The girl went home, pleaded with her parents, saying that she would do chores for 3 months to pay it off, they agreed and gave her the money. The next day she paid for the china doll and the clerk told her that every night she must comb the dolls hair, brush the dolls teeth, and clip her nails. She agreed and every night, she did exactly as the man had said. One night she forgot to clip the dolls nails, the little girl woke up covered in scratches. She figured nothing of this, a few days later, the girl forgot to brush the dolls teeth. The next day, the little girl had bite marks all over her. Still thinking nothing of this, a week later, the girl forgot to brush the dolls hair. The next day, the little girl never woke up. Her hair had grown so long over night that it had strangled her while she slept. The doll had disappeared out of her room and when the parents walked by the window of the little toy shop, they found the little china doll in the window. The parents were never heard from again.

I had freaked myself out, and I was looking behind every 2 minutes. ninja

Surprisingly, It's the oppisite with me. If there's anything blocking my hearing, I'll freak out.

I have a story. But I don't want to post it, or I'll freak out. Outline:

Went to park. Hated park. Ran away from Park. Looks on knews. Cerial killer loose near park.

Scariest thing that had ever happened to me.

Hellava long one, but...yeah.



LORENDA M. lives in a large house that was built during the Victorian era, filled with old charm and secrets in every room. She took residence in the house several years ago with her husband, Ben and their six-year-old daughter, Anna.
Lorenda and Ben loved to entertain and often hosted parties for friends and family. Occasionally these visitors would stay as guests at the house. That was one of the reasons the young couple moved from their smaller house in London to this spacious English country home. And for the first few weeks they lived there, they found it lovely and peaceful.

Anna especially loved exploring the house. But that's when and how the horror began.

"Jess"

Anna had not yet started in any kind of school, and the couple and not had the chance to get acquainted with the neighbors.

Anna therefore had not made any new friends, and so she contented herself with the curiosities of her new home.

One day Lorenda could not find Anna anywhere in the house. "I was worried she might have gone off outdoors," says Lorenda, "and Ben offered to watch out for her while he walked our golden retriever, Lulu."

Lorenda thought she was in the house alone. Then she heard the most deafening thud from upstairs. It was so loud that it caused the chandelier above her head to tremble. Lorenda froze, staring up at the ceiling and wondering what on earth could have caused such a dreadful noise.

With her heart pounding, Lorenda tentatively crept up the spiral staircase and began to search every room on the second floor. She came to a room that she and Ben were intending to convert to a bathroom, but which had been an old nursery. She pushed open the door and popped her head around the door. "When I didn't find the source of the noise," Lorenda says, "I turned around, and almost jumped out of my skin when I saw Anna there, gazing up at me."

Little Anna innocently asked her mother why she looked so scared. Not wanting to alarm the child, she replied that it didn't matter. To relieve the tension of the moment, she took her daughter downstairs for some drink and biscuits. As they entered the kitchen, Anna piped up, "Mummy, I want to play with the doll's house upstairs, but Jess says I can't because it's her sister's."

Lorenda was confused. She searched her daughter's face for signs of playfulness, but Anna was concentrating on the small TV on the sideboard. Lorenda didn't have a clue who "Jess" was, and they didn't have a doll's house. Lorenda, however, decided that she had had enough weirdness for one day and decided that Anna was just exercising her wild imagination. Yet Anna was such a good girl, not prone to lie or make things up.

Soon Ben came home with Lulu and Anna announced she was going upstairs to play in her bedroom.

Lorenda told Ben what Anna had told her. "Ren," as he called his wife, "Anna's only young. This Jess person must be an imaginary friend of hers. You know how kids are."

Lorenda was more than willing to accept Ben’s logical explanation.

Anna was in her room for hours. Finally, Lorenda wandered upstairs to find her to tell her dinner was ready. As she climbed the steps, Lulu bounded up the stairs and nearly knocked her flying over the banister. At that moment, Anna opened her bedroom door and Lulu darted inside.

Anna started shouting, "No, Lulu! Jess is scared of dogs! Get away from her! Mummy, make her stop scaring Jess!" Anna was almost in tears.

Lorenda pulled Lulu out by her collar and looked into the room, half afraid of what she’d see. No one was there. If this was an imaginary friend, Lorenda thought, it must be quite vivid to Anna.

Lorenda knelt to Anna’s height. "Who's Jess, Anna?" she asked.

"My friend," Anna explained quietly. "She let me play with the doll’s house and now she's my friend."

Lorenda stared intently at her daughter, then nodded softly, wanting to believe Ben's reassurance. She took Lulu and Anna downstairs to dinner.

Saturday night

For the next few days, Anna would come running to wherever Lorenda was in the house to tell her that Jess was misbehaving. At one point she complained that Jess was hogging the toy box. This became such a common occurrence that Lorenda would simply shoo Anna away with such remarks as, "Well, what a naughty girl Jess is. Why don't you go and watch television?"

The real horror came on a Saturday night.

Ben had gone to the pub with a few mates and Lorenda was in the kitchen petting Lulu. Anna had fallen asleep on the sofa in the living room. Just as the grandfather clock chimed midnight, the house lights flickered and went out. Lorenda heaved herself up and blundered her way to the closet where she found a torch (flashlight).

Lulu accompanied Lorenda to the living room where she planned to stay with Anna and light some candles. She opened the door and nearly dropped the flashlight. A scream caught in her throat.

She opened the door and nearly dropped the flashlight. A scream caught in her throat. There in the room was a young girl, thirteen or fourteen years old, by Lorenda's estimation, dressed in a strange assortment of clothes. Lorenda's impression of her was a servant girl from the 19th century. She wore a long dress and a frilly white apron covered in soot. The girl was curled up on the floor, stroking sleeping Anna's hair and softly singing a gentle lullaby from days long past.

"Get away from her!" Lorenda shouted. But the girl didn't seem to hear her, continuing her song. Lulu lunged forward and started barking. The strange girl leapt to her feet, a look of terror on her face. She began to hop up and down, trying to shoo Lulu away.

"Who are you?” Lorenda screamed at her.

"What are you doing here?" Still, the girl did not acknowledge Lorenda, intent only on Lulu and Anna. Seeming to want to get away from the dog, the girl hurtled at the door and reached out to seize the doorknob. Suddenly she froze, doubled up and started screaming in agony. Anna remained completely asleep, but Lulu was barking her head off at this girl.

"The girl jerked around so strangely, she looked as if she was being attacked," Lorenda recalls. "I just stood there with my torch in hand. The girl collapsed onto the floor, and then... she vanished! Right before my eyes, leaving only a large pool of blood."

Lorenda began screaming and screaming, and then the lights flickered back on. Anna suddenly sat up, yawning and looking around. "Where did Jess go?" she asked sleepily.

Lorenda ran to the phone and begged Ben to come home. He was there in ten minutes.

The Priest's story

The next day Lorenda called a priest to the house and asked him what he made of the events, which she had detailed to him and Ben. A look of shock gripped the priest's face. Over a hundred years ago, he told the couple, a very wealthy Victorian family had lived in their house. They had a servant girl by the name of Jessica Harolds. According to the history of the house, the girl had been brutally attacked by the family's dog and was killed. The family had found Jessica the next day, lying in a pool of her own blood.

It was said that Jess, the servant girl, was always very good with the family's young children, and loved them dearly.

After the priest blessed the house, Lorenda never again saw Jessica Harolds, and Anna never mentioned her. Oddly, Anna didn't remember anything about her playmate, Jess. When asked about Jess, Anna would just stare back in blank, silent confusion.

"But sometimes," Lorenda says, "when the clock strikes twelve, I swear I can hear somebody singing softly nearby."