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Myrtle's doll. I work at the Myrtle's Doll.

I work at the Myrtle's Plantation. People can sleep at the Plantation. It's kind of like a bed and breakfast. The place has so many weird stories that visitors tell me. The creepiest one, we have a room that is filled with creepy ceramic dolls.

There's one doll that was one of the children's favorite and always was in the bed with her at night.

The child had become ill and later died. The doll stayed on

bed with her the entire time. When we started to house guests at the myrtles, we kept

the doll on the bed in the memory of the child. The first night

someone slept in the room they moved the doll to get more comfortable. In the morning the

doll was back in the bed but its hands were on the guest's throat.

She came out outraged, accusing us that we did something in her room.

No one went in or out of her room that night at all.

The next guest moved the doll as well. When he was sleeping, he heard tapping on the wood floors. He woke up and noticed the doll on the floor where the sound was coming from.

Everyone who stays in the room and moves the doll,

the doll finds its way back on the bed. The Light.

My wife's mother passed away in 2003 from cancer.

After the funeral, family and friends gathered at her house for a final celebration of her life.

The gathering went late into the evening. My son, three at the time, needed to go to bed at that point.

I walked with him up the stairs to where he would sleep.

The room that my mother-in-law passed away in was upstairs, straight down the hallway as you reached the top of the landing.

My son and I walked upstairs together with me holding his hand. As we

nearly reached the top of the stairs, my son stopped and wouldn't move. At the point he could

just see straight into the hallway. I looked at him, then down the hall to an open doorway of a completely dark bedroom.

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