Baby Alive

NOTE: This is my first CreepyPasta, And it's based on a dream I had.

You have been warned, And enjoy.



For pretty much my whole life I've enjoyed collecting Baby Dolls, I have a whole box of them, One day, My father brought home some baby dolls home from my Grandmother's, My Grandmother had the same interest for collecting dolls as I do, And I always love her Baby Dolls, They were always so interesting, My father brought back like three, But one of them really caught my eye, It was a really beautiful doll, With short light brown hair, Beautiful green eyes, And it looked so realistic, So I picked that one of course out of the others, But the thing is, The doll needed Batteries,

My father went out and bought some for me, I put them in the Doll, And man, The Doll was amazing, Not only did it looked realistic, It act realistic too! I loved that doll so much, Soon it felt like my own child, I then later found a note from the box it was in, It was probably just an instruction mannual or something, The note said "Do not turn on the doll, The doll is very bad, And will scar you, This doll cannot be killed, Make sure to place this doll where it'll never be found again" Huh, What an awful joke, I've had my little Baby Alive for a while now, And it's the sweetest thing ever, And it'll never hurt me, And of course I never really believed this, Since I myself have a love for CreepyPastas but I know most of them are pretty fake, So that's what I figured about this one, I just placed the note back in the Box,

A few nights later my precious little baby came crawling to me crying, It wanted a hug, So I then picked it up and gave it a hug, The baby then calmed down, And well, Stay quiet for a little, I love my Baby Alive, I loved it like my own child, I swear, This thing doesn't seem or feel like a Baby Doll, It felt so feel, And it felt like mine, I was so happy to have her, But all of a sudden the baby starts to cry again, But this time, The baby's cry just gets deeper, And deeper, I thought this was strange, But then I remembered! The Batteries! That's right! It tooks Batteries, But the baby's been up and running for months, And the batteries never went dead, And well, When the Batteries go dead, What would that mean? Would the baby die? If I replace the batteries would she completely forget about me? I was worried, Well Until the Baby grabbed a grip on me, She was digging her fingers into my waist, It hurt so bad, I can't believe it, Was that note really right? Was my Baby was really evil? No, I don't wanna think of it that way! But then my father comes in there yelling, He told me that he found the note, And noticed how the Baby is scratching my waist and making it bleed, He told me we had no other choice but to kill it and get it off of me, My father grabbed  the baby by the hair and start trying to pull it off, He ended up ripping out some of it's hair, The baby was crying, I couldn't stand the sight, My baby's head was bleeding, I didn't want to see my baby in pain so I told my Father to pull it off where it's grabbing a hold of my waist with it's arm, My father tried to pull as hard as he can, And he ended up ripping some of my skin off around my hip, The pain was burning, But I'd rather be in pain than my baby, Even though it turned and try to kill me, I still really loved it,

My father walked off with the baby into the shed outside our house, I ran after him, But too late, In the building I

saw my baby hanging there by a rope, I was in tears and felt sick just at the sight, My hip still hurt very much so it was kinda hard for me to walk around, But then the Baby started crying! It was still alive, Yes, The note mention that you can't kill the baby, My father then took the batteries out of it, It slowly stopped crying, Is it over? Is the Baby finally dead? There's a part of me that hopes it isn't, Because deep inside I still loved it, But then just like that, Once again, It started crying again! But this time it was crying like a Baby Doll with low batteries, The Baby tried getting out of the Rope, That's when my Father then got his gun and started shooting it,

The baby quit moving all together, We wait a little while before taking it down to make sure if it stopped working, And well, We did it, After all this I was rushed off to the hospital because of my hip, At the hospital my mother tried to comfort me, But no matter how anyone tried, I will never get over this day, Meanwhile my Father out the 'Doll' back in the box it came from and my brother wrote another note to put in the box, To warn people about this doll just in case if somebody was to ever find it again,

If you were to ever stumble upon this Doll, Listen to the notes, Don't turn it on or anything, Leave it alone, You are guarantee to fall in love with this doll and then have it taken away from you, Or worse, It'll get you.