Socially Awk Spiderman
Banned
Try to ignore the wall of text it was posted that way originally, Credit goes to "Taylor Stryker"
I’m keeping track of things from here on out and going to try to update this daily if I have the time or if the strange occurrences keep happening. Anyway I’ll get to it. It started about 2 weeks ago. It was my daughters 6th birthday and I was trying to get her a gift at the last minute. I was at a dead end and my daughter’s party would be starting in an hour or so. I made a desperate move; I walked into a pawn shop in the lower part of town that was once a thriving metropolis but now a rundown slum. Not too many people went down there and it was the sight of many abandoned homes and stores. This pawn shop it looked kind of old and deteriorated, it was filled with old antiques like masks, dolls, and old artifacts. Something immediately caught my eye, it was this puppet or this doll, my daughter had told me a week before that she wanted a doll for her birthday. I honestly doubted that this was the kind she was talking about but I was driven to buy it, I felt a strange feeling at that moment. A form of centripetal force connecting me and the doll it was as if I felt that I needed to by the doll. I swear I didn’t want to buy it but I bought it for two reasons, one I had nothing else to give my daughter for her birthday and two there was this force that just attracted me to the puppet and I just couldn’t resist it. The doll it was rather large for a puppet or doll and it had the look of a clown, it had baggy polka dot pants, snow white skin, red circles around its cheeks, red hair, a white baggy clown costume with polka dots, a big red circular nose, and red lips. It also had this smile, golden eyes, and big red shoes. I thought it was creepy myself, as my childhood fear was clowns and puppets and combined together was my ultimate nightmare. But my daughter is my opposite she always asks us to bring clowns to her birthdays and always wants to go see puppet shows. Well I bought it, I took it off the shelf and took it to the counter, the man at the register was an old timer. He gave me a glance and a small chuckle, as I left he yelled at me “Good luck.” I arrived at the party and showed my daughter the present, she was immediately attracted to it and told me “Thank you Daddy”. I felt good about myself that day, I sat down to talk to some adults and my wife Samantha we have two children Taylor and Mark. Taylor my daughter is 6 and Mark is 15. We went at a conversation for about an hour and then we heard a child shriek, there was a whole bunch of children at the party that my wife invited from Taylor’s school. A group of us adults went to go see what it was, we saw a little boy crying on the grass. We asked him what was wrong and he replied “Jellybean… he…he grabbed my arm really hard and hurt me.” I thought to myself who the hell is Jellybean? Then it snapped it was probably what Taylor was calling that puppet I bought her, the parents reassured the boy that it was probably his imagination or that someone pulled a prank on him. After the party ended and everyone had left, Taylor had gone into her room and took Jellybean with her. I walked by her room to see what she was up to. I heard her speaking she said something like “Jellybean, that’s mean, I can’t do that I’ll get in trouble.” I quickly thought to myself kids have a wild imagination. About 4 days later things got stranger, it was around 3:40 AM, Sam was asleep but I was up feeling restless. I started to hear a noise, it sounded like faint footsteps coming down the hall. I thought it must be Mark or Taylor getting some water or something but they rarely ever get up in the middle of the night. And the footsteps didn’t even sound like theirs, they were heavy and sounded like wood hitting the floor. The footsteps where also very unnatural as they were very slow, at this point I was rather frightened, I also saw the shadow of the feet through the small gap underneath the door. The feet’s shadow where long, it stopped for a minute and just starred at our door, I couldn’t really tell if it was staring at the door because I couldn’t see what it was because my door was closed but I could see that the feet shifted in position. I asked “whose there?” in a shaky voice, it was a long pause, whatever it was then shifted its feet and kept walking on. I got up and opened the door to see what it was. I walked down the direction it was walking. There was nothing there, I swear I had a crazy thought that Jellybean had gotten up and walked. I thought I was going crazy, I went to go check my kid’s room they were all fast asleep, when I went into Taylor’s room I saw Jellybean sitting on a chair. Earlier that night when I went to tuck her in I saw him sitting on the floor not on the chair. I was pretty spooked but I thought to myself I have work tomorrow and I got to get to sleep and it was all my imagination. Nothing else strange really happened until today, when my daughter was leaving for school and tried to take Jellybean I told her that she couldn’t because they would take it from her at school. She insisted that Jellybean wanted her to take him with her to school, but I took the puppet from her a placed it on the couch. After she left I went into the kitchen to make me some breakfast, when I was in the kitchen I heard a laughter, it was brief and low but I heard it coming from the living room where Jellybean was. I went to go check it out; I became stricken with fear as Jellybean was not in the couch where I had left him. I retreated to the kitchen and was scared I thought about calling the police but I knew they would think I was crazy. I became brave enough to peek into the living room and what I saw shocked me. Jellybean was sitting there, but his head was twisted to the side and then I saw his head twist to the front and he just stared at me for a long moment. I thought I was going insane, I told Sam what I saw but she didn’t believe me and thought I was losing it. I told Taylor that I had to get rid of Jellybean but she protested heavily. I think I’m over reacting, my wife told me the same thing. But I’m not taking any chances I’m documenting things from here on out I’ll update if anything strange happens.
June 19, 1989
I really don’t know what is going on, I just can’t explain it, today after I came from work I heard a noise. It was laughter like the other day but this time louder and more audible, I was coming from Taylor’s room. I’m swear I’m scared to death right now, I don’t know what the hell is going on here. I crept down the hall way to Taylor’s room. There I saw it, it was Jellybean standing up! He was laughing with this evil voice; he had a red paint brush in his hand. He was drawing what I believe is a pentagram on the floor. He twisted his head all the way back without moving his body; I hid behind the wall so he didn’t see me. I was paralyzed with fear; I somehow found it in me to look. He was sitting on the floor lifeless; I quickly bolted out of the house. When my wife came she was angry at me and blamed me for writing that 5 point star on the floor. I swear I feel like I’m losing my ****ing mind. I’ll try to update if anything else happens.
June 23, 1989
Well nothing strange has happened lately aside from a few noises I hear at night, but now that the kids are out of school where going on a cruise. I’m gonna make sure that damn puppet doesn’t come along. I know Taylor is going to protest, but I have a bad feeling that if we bring him along something bad is going to happen.
July 3, 1989
Well we just got back and of course things are in bad shape, we came in the house and it was a disaster but that’s not all. The whole house had 5 point stars painted on the walls everywhere, of course I knew who it was because I locked the door and the door was locked when we arrived. It didn’t bother telling my wife it was Jellybean, because of course she wouldn’t believe me. I swear I’m losing my mind, I’m planning something that will end this once in for all. I’m planning on taking that damn doll and doing away with it. I’m going taking it to the forest to burn it.
July 5, 1989
Well I looks like I did it, yesterday while everyone was out watching the fireworks I took the doll in the back and planted a firework in that things mouth, but my worst fears had come true. It was alive, before I lit the fuse he grabbed my hand and forced my hand away from the fuse. The son of bitch had some strength but I managed to light the fuse. I ran to a safe distance and heard the fireworks explode, it was a really big explosion and I knew the doll was a goner. I know Sam and Taylor are going to be sore at me but maybe they will thank me one day. I’m just relieved this little decent into madness is over, this might be my last entry but you just never know.
July 9, 1989
Holy shit, ****! What is going on here, I swear I saw the damn thing blow to shit! As expected Taylor was sad for a few days after the doll went missing but today she walked in happy with the doll in her hand and said that she found Jellybean outside in the yard. What the hell is going on I blew it to shit! I don’t know what next, but I’ m thinking its bad.
July 11, 1989
Oh my God, I’m trembling with fear right now. I swear I’m going to lose it, today when I was on my way to work Jellybean was standing in front of the door. He started at me for a few seconds, then his mouth dropped and then I heard a voice. It wasn’t a human voice it sounded deep, sinister, evil even demonic. It said to me in a loud voice “Why did you try to kill me… ? Don’t you want to play with me?” I lost it I fell back on the floor paralyzed with fear. I saw his eye brows move his eyes became dark and sinister looking. I asked “What do you want!?”. He said to me in a even eviler and more demonic voice saying “I want to eat your souls!” He then laughed diabolically and out of his pocket came a small razor, I ran to the back door. He was right behind me laughing and screaming “Where are you going….I just wanna play!” I got into my car and sped off, I’m writing this in my car right now. I don’t know if I’m going to make this out alive, I tried telling Sam not to go home but she wouldn’t listen, I begged her but she hung up. I’m scared to death right now, I’ll see if I can maybe call the police or something to tell them that there is danger in my house.
July 19, 1989
It has been a while but the things that have happened to me these past days keeping track is the last thing I would think about. That night, the last time I had updated was a night I will never forget. The events are seared into my mind forever and I will have nightmares for years to come. I somehow found the bravery to return to my house, thats when it hit me, my wife and kids where at the amusement park for the day at some kids party. I was relieved but not yet because I knew I had to confront this demon, I walked into to a dark house almost pitch black but you could see clearly the silhouettes of the furniture like my couch or lamp. I looked around the room, I began to feel cold, I had a weird thought, I had remembered this new movie that came out last year about a doll named Chucky. This experience was far more disturbing and frightening than the movie. I looked around the living room; I saw shadows than a low laugh. I heard my name, I was frozen in fear, I saw in the corner of my eye a chair, and a figure sitting on it. It was short, I knew what it was, it stayed there just sitting staring at me in the dark. It then, twisted its head all the way around and starred at me. Its mouth dropped and spoke out. It said “Whats wrong? Don’t you wanna play with me?” he said it in a demonic tone. I just starred at it in disbelief, the lights flashed on. Then its jaw dropped and I saw what appeared to be a serrated blade coming out of its mouth, as the blade kept coming out I saw what appeared to be gray hand, than a gray arm soaked in blood with black veins around it emerge out of its mouth. It was coming out of the dolls mouth holding the blade in its hand. Then the dolls eyes turned pure black and it starred at me. It then got out from the chair and walked towards me. The hand was coming out even further out, I screamed “STOP!” but it kept walking towards me with the blade pointing at me. It then lunged at me cutting a large scar into my arm. Immediately that second my wife and kids walked in, they screamed at the sight. The puppet swallowed the hand and laughed in a demonic way. He screamed “IWILL HAVE YOUR SOULS.” He then ran out the back door laughing, I stayed in shock starring at the same direction. I didn’t come out of shock until two days ago. I will never forget that voice or the face of that puppet nor that hand coming out of the puppets mouth. I was told my wife reported it to the police but nothing came of it the police didn’t even take it seriously, my kids were traumatized so they are currently under physiological help in some facility. I’m currently in a hospital right now writing this, I’m scheduled to be released tomorrow, I’ll see if can figure out any details about the investigation.
June 16, 1990
It had been a year since I got that damn doll, the police investigation showed no doll was found at the scene where I was attacked nor had there been anyone at the scene, absolutely nothing came of it. Something that was very strange was that the pawn shop where I had bought the doll had burned down, there was fire that was started their, it was unknown how it started but a witness says he saw a short man too short to be human with baggy pants by the store, he said it disappeared before he was able to make out what it was. And also the police where planning on questioning the pawn shop owner the day before it burned down, everyone in the store had died including the guy who sold it to me. No one knows to this day what happened but reports here and there say they seen a clown doll sitting around places but they say it disappears the moment they take their eyes off of it.
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