Dolls and my mother

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This happened to me a few months ago, and still kind of freaks me out today.

To start, I do believe in the paranormal, but I’m not the kind of person who’ll assume that every creak and knock is something caused by a spirit or demon.

I was asleep, haveing an odd dream. In the dream, I was in my room and it was dark. I had a doll that I called Seiko. She was a  porcelain doll.

In reality, I have a total of four porcelain dolls. I gave all four of them names; Sachi, Sachiko, Naho, and Sayaka. Why I named them is a mystery to even me. But none of them were named Seiko.

Anyways, the doll that I named Seiko talked. I don’t remember the conversation, but for some reason, I smashed her and put her in the garbage.

This is the part that freaked me out the most. I then heard a female voice, the same voice, Seiko’s voice, say “you’ll get hit by a car”. What freaked me out about this, wasn’t what she said, but the fact that it sounded like she was right next to me. I could feel her breath on my right ear. I know I didn’t imagine that part. By this point I was alert.

After she said that, I heard my mom’s voice yelling for me and the sound of a car coming at me. She sounded pissed at me like I’d forgotten to do something before I went to bed.

I stayed quiet to listen to see if she would shout my name again. Just to be sure that I didn’t dream it. I shouted, a bit annoyed because I didn’t want to get up yet to do chores because it was the weekend and 4 am, “WHAT, MOM?”. No reply.

Maybe she didn’t hear me, I thought. I thought this because my room was downstairs and my door was shut. I shout again, still no reply. I knew she was up because she has to get up early on weekends for her job at Kwik Trip in St. Peter.

I got out of my bed, left my room, and went over to the stairs. I shouted, “WHAT DID YOU WANT, MOM?”.

She said, “I didn’t call you”.

That means I did dream her voice. That also means that my mom wasn’t pissed at me, her voice was full of fear and worry as the car came at me.

 

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