I walked into a giant, empty warehouse. As I pushed open the heavy door, I saw a 4-5 year old girl on the inside.
She was dressed just like a raggedy ann doll and had ringlets spilling out of her pigtails. She had 2 blue ribbons holding the pigtails in place. She had freckles all across her cheeks and her nose.
When we made eye contact, she skipped away. I started to follow her, deeper into the vast warehouse. She eventually led us to this ladder and what looked like a 50ft+ high-dive diving board.
She began to climb the ladder.
She was dressed just like a raggedy ann doll and had ringlets spilling out of her pigtails. She had 2 blue ribbons holding the pigtails in place. She had freckles all across her cheeks and her nose.
When we made eye contact, she skipped away. I started to follow her, deeper into the vast warehouse. She eventually led us to this ladder and what looked like a 50ft+ high-dive diving board.
She began to climb the ladder.
I started to panic because she was climbing so fast. I ran to the ladder and stood underneath it with my arms outstretched just in case she fell. I was screaming for her to come back down but she would lot listen.
She climbed to the the very top and started to play around on the diving board. I was freaking out, tears welling in my eyes and my voice choking up out of fear that this little girl would fall.
"Please come down!" I screamed. "Walk carefully back to the ladder and climb back down!" She looked at me, smiled, and ran straight off the diving board. I will never forget the blood-curdling scream I heard as she fell for what seemed like an eternity.
Her body collided with the hard concrete. It looked like the force of such a great fall caused her body to explode as it hit the concrete. Her limbs flew in opposite directings, becoming detatched from her small, lifeless body. I could see her ringlets soaking up with blood.
I could barely move from shock. I took one step towards her and all of the sudden, it was like someone pressed the rewind button. All of her limbs, blood, organs, and bones began to reassemble themselves. Her blue dress was now stained red. She began to stand up.
Her white tights had holes, her shoes were ripped apart, her dress was hanging together by threads, Her eyes turned from a curious sky blue to black and lifeless. Her teeth were sharp and jagged. She smiled and took a step closer to me, her body slowly morphing with each step.
Her skin began turning a dark red color as her back grew hunched with black spikes stabbing through the back of her dress. Her body grew bigger and bigger. Her hands turned into massive claws.
She starteed running towards me. Her sweet giggle turned into a deep, throaty laugh. She/it jumped at me and I could feel its claws digging into my back. I remember screaming as I was on the ground, surrounded by a pool of my own blood. I looked up and saw it coming at my face with it's jagged, sharp teeth...
Then I woke up. I was sweating and out of breath, trying not to scream. When I could finally move, I reached over and turned on my night light on my night stand. At the foot of my bed, I saw the little girl in her blood stained dress, black shiney eyes, perfect ringlets, and a twisted smile.
I screamed and ran to my parents bedroom. I was hyperventilating and crying uncontrolabley. I told my mom that I was seeing things that weren't really there. I saw the little girl follow me to my parents bedroom. I could see her standing at the foot of their bed... Still smiling at me. They turned the light on and she disappeared.
To this day, I have dreamed about this little girl countless times and I can't look at a raggedy ann doll the same. This is the first night terror that I remember... I was 11 years old.
She climbed to the the very top and started to play around on the diving board. I was freaking out, tears welling in my eyes and my voice choking up out of fear that this little girl would fall.
"Please come down!" I screamed. "Walk carefully back to the ladder and climb back down!" She looked at me, smiled, and ran straight off the diving board. I will never forget the blood-curdling scream I heard as she fell for what seemed like an eternity.
Her body collided with the hard concrete. It looked like the force of such a great fall caused her body to explode as it hit the concrete. Her limbs flew in opposite directings, becoming detatched from her small, lifeless body. I could see her ringlets soaking up with blood.
I could barely move from shock. I took one step towards her and all of the sudden, it was like someone pressed the rewind button. All of her limbs, blood, organs, and bones began to reassemble themselves. Her blue dress was now stained red. She began to stand up.
Her white tights had holes, her shoes were ripped apart, her dress was hanging together by threads, Her eyes turned from a curious sky blue to black and lifeless. Her teeth were sharp and jagged. She smiled and took a step closer to me, her body slowly morphing with each step.
Her skin began turning a dark red color as her back grew hunched with black spikes stabbing through the back of her dress. Her body grew bigger and bigger. Her hands turned into massive claws.
She starteed running towards me. Her sweet giggle turned into a deep, throaty laugh. She/it jumped at me and I could feel its claws digging into my back. I remember screaming as I was on the ground, surrounded by a pool of my own blood. I looked up and saw it coming at my face with it's jagged, sharp teeth...
Then I woke up. I was sweating and out of breath, trying not to scream. When I could finally move, I reached over and turned on my night light on my night stand. At the foot of my bed, I saw the little girl in her blood stained dress, black shiney eyes, perfect ringlets, and a twisted smile.
I screamed and ran to my parents bedroom. I was hyperventilating and crying uncontrolabley. I told my mom that I was seeing things that weren't really there. I saw the little girl follow me to my parents bedroom. I could see her standing at the foot of their bed... Still smiling at me. They turned the light on and she disappeared.
To this day, I have dreamed about this little girl countless times and I can't look at a raggedy ann doll the same. This is the first night terror that I remember... I was 11 years old.