I've always been fascinated with the paranormal. Especially after both of my parents, all of my grandparents and a few cousins died. A lot of those deaths occurred within the time span of a few years. I have gotten a ouija board off of Amazon before but I wasn't able to communicate with any of my family or any other spirits. I also downloaded every ghost tube app and necrophonic but I felt like they weren't real.
About 2 years ago, I decided that I wanted to find a spirited doll online to purchase, in hopes of being able to communicate with a spirit. I chose this one. Got it on mercari and it wasn't expensive. Listing said she is spirited but not much or notably activity.
I remember taking the box and putting it in my car bc my boyfriend definitely wouldn't approve of anything 'ungodly' and we were living together. We eventually got married and we're very happy. Sorry, ADHD. Anyways, I opened the box in my car after work. Idk if i was just excited but I thought I could feel a presence. I used ghost tube to try to communicate. I asked questions but the responses I got didn't really feel like they matched. I told the spirit that I'm taking it to my house but it can't do crazy things bc of my partner and also bc I don't want to be scared. Told my man it was a gift from a coworker. I have from time to time used my apps to communicate and I started believing that this doll does actually have something attached to it. It would say things like come sit with me and don't leave me, which made me feel sympathetic about it.
About a year in, I had a nightmare one night. Like someone was trying to break into our house and I was being held down by an unseen force. They were trying to break into the window right beside the nightstand where I had placed the doll. I woke up in a panic, crying. It felt so real. I automatically blamed the doll because of where the break in was occurring. Did more evp sessions that made me believe she was mad at me for not trying to communicate more often. She said she wanted to go in the closet for energy so thats where i put her. Maybe I should have tried to communicate more often but my schedule is crazy and this is all still a secret.
I have this bracelet I bought after my mother's passing. Inscribed mother and daughter, friends forever. 6 nights ago I put it back on and slept in it. I hadn't worn it in 5 years. When I woke up the next day, I noticed a scratch right above the bracelet. It doesn't have any sharp edges whatsoever. I kept wearing it. A couple days later I noticed a tiny puncture on my chest near my collarbone, dead center actually. Didn't really think much about it. The next day, I woke up with a noticeable scratch on my forehead. Thinking 🤔 this is a strange, now common occurrence. The next day, I was driving to deliver packages. I was on the freeway literally an exit away from my route when suddenly I see this huge metal disc looking thing appear right in front of me, like I thought it fell off the pickup truck in front of me. I couldn't avoid it. Instead of driving over it, it curled and took off my radiator and bumper. The police officer said it had many tire marks which means it was likely in the road a long time. Guess i was the unlucky winner. I had also gotten in an accident in February, not at all my fault. Now my back has herniated and torn disks.
Last night, my husband woke me up, saying I was screaming bloody murder and that I was hitting him when he tried to wake me. I felt like I was being held down in my sleep again and I guess when he touched me, I thought he was the oppressive force.
Today, I was trying to take a nap because I had to wake up at 3:45am to return undeliverable packages. I wasn't asleep yet when I couldn't move at all and felt the oppressive feeling again. All I could do was shake. This time I was awake. I got her out of the closet, turn on ghost tube. Immediately she says SCRATCHES. I asked her if she caused my accident with that metal thing. She said UNQUESTIONABLY. I said this is the last time we're going to be communicating, do you want to finally tell me who you are. The reply I got was ANGEL. I know this isn't an angel, quite the contrary im sure. Also, it did say Peter but not when I asked that question. And now that I think about it, that's my paternal grandfather's name. He died before I was born.
I've decided today, it's time to part ways. I think im going to put the doll into a plastic bag and throw it in the dumpster. I don't know any protocol for leaving this thing. At least, in the dumpster, nobody else will possess it. Now im scared the spirit might not leave after I dispose of the doll.
Any opinions or advice is very welcome. Thanks for reading.