My first fear. Ok, here's the background:
When I was younger (like 4 or 5) I loved dolls. Especially baby dolls. I also used to draw on them. Then I didn't play with them for a long time.

When I turned 9, I found them again and was immediately creeped the hell out. I believed my dolls to be evil and possessed like Annabelle. I still believe that. So I burned them! That stupid piece of plastic baby doll! NEVER AGAIN!

Exceptions:
Stuffed animals. I love stuffed animals and have them everywhere on my bed (idc what ppl say about that). But there is this one small stuffed husky on my bed that creeps me out. It's eyes always look like it's following me so I sometimes feel watched... I don't even know why I still keep it there. WAIT!........It's in the bottom of a basket now. Yaayy!

Worst:
Baby dolls. I HATE HATE HATE baby dolls! Sometimes I just think they're gonna come alive at night and just stab me slowly. (It's why I burnt the other one)

Porceline dolls. THEY LOOK LIKE BABY DOLLS BUT SO MUCH SMALLER!!!!!! They can climb in your bed and your drawers and find your deepest secrets and junk. It's like a ruin on my social life...

OK! I'M DONE WITH THIS! NEXT CHAPTER!