The Doll

My friend Bridgett moved into an old 2-story house in Tennessee last year. She had a porcelain doll that she loved very much. She had it on a shelf in her closet for safe keeping because it was old and very delicate.

One day after returning home the doll was in the baby’s crib. So put it on her bed and left it there, but when she came back it was in the rocking chair, rocking back and forth.

This really creeped her out so she threw it in the fireplace. (No one was in the house at all) ..When she went inside again the doll was back in the rocking chair again rocking back and forth without a scratch on it.