Yess Finally Some Accurate Clothing

Yess finally some accurate clothing 😭🩷💜

Yass finally I can post here

Update3:

I cut the doll's clothes to discover she already had an outfit underneath. I'm gonna clean her and stich her up later.

I was having a nap when my cousins banged at my door demanding the doll for my toddler brother.

Not even two minutes later they came back like "you keep it it's creepy."

So I left it on the bed as usual, went to have some dinner.

I DO NOT REMEMBER putting the milk bottle pacifier in it's mouth.

So for context I'm at my grandpa's house.

My room is at a secluded corner of the house, which is spooky enough and I always get the heebie jeebies staying here.

What doesn't help the fact that once upon a time, there used to be a giant sack of cat food on the old bed frame which I left over night and came back in the morning to find it UNDER THE BED. That sack, which took ME, a former martial artist great effort to lift was ALL THE WAY UNDER THE BED when I came back in the morning.

Back to present now. I had a heavy dinner, waddled upstairs and when I entered my room, I did not see my neighbouring doves. There were also some kid's slippers next to my bed. Which I shrugged off cuz I got like 5 cousins here. Now I'm talking to my friend on the phone, and homegirl goes like:

Friend: Is there a child with you in the room?

Me: No? Why?

Friend: No...just I thought I heard a kid.

Ladies and gentlemen, I'm officially not sleeping tonight.

Update 4 (Warning: mention of death, infant mortality)

I just discovered the tree me and my siblings would casually visit was a potential burial site for stillborn babies/newborns passed away at birth.

So you're telling me I've been casually walking over graves.

So for context I'm at my grandpa's house.

My room is at a secluded corner of the house, which is spooky enough and I always get the heebie jeebies staying here.

What doesn't help the fact that once upon a time, there used to be a giant sack of cat food on the old bed frame which I left over night and came back in the morning to find it UNDER THE BED. That sack, which took ME, a former martial artist great effort to lift was ALL THE WAY UNDER THE BED when I came back in the morning.

Back to present now. I had a heavy dinner, waddled upstairs and when I entered my room, I did not see my neighbouring doves. There were also some kid's slippers next to my bed. Which I shrugged off cuz I got like 5 cousins here. Now I'm talking to my friend on the phone, and homegirl goes like:

Friend: Is there a child with you in the room?

Me: No? Why?

Friend: No...just I thought I heard a kid.

Ladies and gentlemen, I'm officially not sleeping tonight.

Neuvillete, Pierro and Zhongli simps try not to thirst over senior citizens challenge (impossible)

I don't know either. Want a Kit-Kat?

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Update on the situation:

[Warning: Spooky old doll]

The lights have been going out randomly at night. The weather's suddenly chilly because of the rain.

I found my old baby doll I used to play with as a kid.

It's old, it's hair is torn out, it's got dirt and it's stitches are torn.

But it's still comforting. It still helped me sleep well at night.

But when I woke up this morning and came back upstairs after taking a shit, it was gone. It was gone from my room.

I later checked downstairs to find it chilling on a sack in the hall. I called my friend to talk about it, and when I checked downstairs again IT WAS GONE.

This time my toddler cousin was playing with it.

So this doll, is disappearing when I'm looking for it and re appearing randomly.

I called my friend again to tell her about it but for some reason the network started becoming unstable and my friend couldn't hear my side.

This thing is currently in my room again (I bought it me) and now I'm figuring out what to do with it.

So for context I'm at my grandpa's house.

My room is at a secluded corner of the house, which is spooky enough and I always get the heebie jeebies staying here.

What doesn't help the fact that once upon a time, there used to be a giant sack of cat food on the old bed frame which I left over night and came back in the morning to find it UNDER THE BED. That sack, which took ME, a former martial artist great effort to lift was ALL THE WAY UNDER THE BED when I came back in the morning.

Back to present now. I had a heavy dinner, waddled upstairs and when I entered my room, I did not see my neighbouring doves. There were also some kid's slippers next to my bed. Which I shrugged off cuz I got like 5 cousins here. Now I'm talking to my friend on the phone, and homegirl goes like:

Friend: Is there a child with you in the room?

Me: No? Why?

Friend: No...just I thought I heard a kid.

Ladies and gentlemen, I'm officially not sleeping tonight.