I had just walked upstairs, into my bathroom, when I heard someone say “la la la la la *giggles*”. Hmmm, that sounds like my daughter’s My Little Pony doll. But… why in the hell is it talking without anyone touching it?
“I love youuu!” it said afterwards.
What the fuck?
I walked into the hummingbird’s room to investigate and saw that the pink pony was mostly under her bed with just the legs sticking out.
UH UHH, I’ve seen Chucky too many times and there was no way in hell I was going to bend down and pull that damn doll out from under the bed.
I was so not in the mood to have to fight off a possessed My Little Pony doll from an attack.
Later on when I was in my bedroom, I heard the damn doll again.
“I’m hungry, mommy.” Yeah, hungry for human flesh you creepy fucking doll!
This is some Poltergeist shit happening here.
“Let’s play! *giggles*”
Sure, I bet you want to play come at me and bite my carotid artery in my neck while you’re creepy ass watches me bleed to death.
The doll is now laying beside the bed and just starts talking out of the blue.
What the fuck, My Little Pony, What. the. fuck?
“Can I have a kiss? *mwah*”
Stop it, Chucky 2!! Where’s the damn batteries for this damn doll?!
I’ve never seen a creepy talking doll start talking without being prompted to and I’m too scared to investigate it.
One night, while I’m lying in bed, that freaking My Little Pony doll is going to get me. It’s going to tiptoe into the room, and pull me off the bed while eating my face.
If I’m ever found dead, you know who did it.
Don’t let that cute little pink pony face fool you.