Scary Stuffed Animals Novels & Stories

I kept on playing in the doll house until I got bored, I made Cici spank the daddy demon for being mean to her twice, but then I moved to another game. I found stuffies, I love the stuffies, I made them dance and play, but then I got bored from moving them on my own, I can make the stuffies move if I focus on them. I focused on the teddy bear until it moved, it was like life was blown into him, he started to dance on his own around the room, and the teddy did a full dancing number for me, I was sitting on the floor giggling at the teddy and his moves. But then it started to move around the room, pushing things down to the floor, I tried to make the teddy stop, but he kept moving. "Hey, stop,

"Everyone is mesmerized by them and I found them quite disturbing." "Disturbing?" "Yes, like, they're yellow... and why some have two eyes and some just one? Why can't they properly talk? And they are actually bad, do people realize that?" He snorted. "They're from an animated movie." "So? You've asked for an ugly thing." "Okay, so minions are 'disturbing' and yet you like that." Nate pointed the puppy and I hugged it tighter, smiling somewhat teasingly. "I love him. Stuffed toys are the only animals I tolerate."

Hamdan did not ask, but instead took the robot again while looking at me alternately with the strange creature. “Are you afraid of some kind of ghost like this? Seriously, hahahahaha!” Hamdan laughed. “Aishh, the shape is very scary. It's like chucky doll, and marriage to the ghost kuntilanak belongs to your country. Throw it away Hamdan, I can't stand the sight of it!" I was hysterical when Hamdan even brought the object closer to me.

“Ah, that would be to the right over here. Follow me, please.” As she led us through the store, I got the chance to gloss over more items. We passed by quite a few cribs and cradles, all of different sizes and shapes, and some cute, little plush toys stacked all together. One small toy caught my eye in particular—a wolf with dark, scraggly fur and big, intense, green eyes.

People are scrambling and running towards the forest to hide. I zoom in on what everyone is frightened of and it makes me want to vomit. There are these weird looking creatures that appear to have various features from a bird, feline, bear and wolf. Maybe human too? There eyes are completely black. Some have three arms or two heads and their flesh smells as though it is rotting. Whatever they are I don’t think they are truly alive. “Kale!” “On it Katerina, get Cedar and Joy out of here!”

stuffed animals. He studied the two rows of animals that were hung up along shelves. A couple of ideas crept into his mind, but he was still hoping for some kind of divine inspiration. Immediately he saw the Donkey from Shrek and laughed. Perfect. A smiling sun, an angel, and an Eeyore from Winnie the Pooh rounded out his collection nicely. Next, he hopped over to the kids’ toy section. He wanted to give her things that had meaning, but were also humorous. Catching a glimpse of a doll, he walked down the aisle and picked it up.

Next was the pillows; they flew farther than anything I had thrown, hitting the walls with two good thuds. My anger and aggression paused as I realized the pillows had never been that heavy. Slowly, I turned back to the rumpled sacks on the floor as they began to wiggle to life. My scream of anger turned to one of sheer terror as two creatures began to crawl out of the cases. They lifted their heads towards me and snarled in rage as their black, soulless eyes pinned me to my spot. The next scream from my mouth was one of sheer terror.

The citizens of the town took him in with the same kindness and acceptance they showed to all new creatures. Mrs. Belfry watched as the last of the townsfolk trickled into the meeting hall, before she stepped out of her yard and slowly took the steps up to the open doors herself. She looked in at her fellow creatures of Halloween. The Zombie, Mr. Shamus McLowry, with his decayed flesh and perfectly styled pompadour. Dr. Billingsly, the town’s mad scientist, with his crazed eyes and bloodied apron. Pete, the cawing raven, who owned Pete’s Sweets candy shop and employed Jack the scarecrow as a sales clerk, sat perched on a ledge in one corner of the large room. The meeting was filled with all

We were in one of the many malls browsing the stores and filling up on doughnuts and ice cream. Kiera was gawking at an assortment of stuffed animals and I told her to get anything she wanted. The girl walked over and picked a bunny, a grey one, and her eyes flickered around like she was ashamed to give it to me. “Are you sure you don't want anything else?” I asked her. Kiera looked up at me with the biggest eyes I'd ever seen and shook her little head.

he declared, beaming. As the afternoon unfolded, the living room transformed into a magical realm. Teddy and Bunny, along with a cast of other stuffed friends, embarked on fantastical adventures. They sailed across the rug-turned-ocean in a cardboard box, battled fearsome dragons (represented by a crumpled sock), and rescued a damsel in distress (a particularly forlorn-looking stuffed cat).