When I was in the 6th grade, I loved to do ventriloquism, but I did not have a dummy. So my mom ordered a dummy online and it was a practice dummy. His name was Danny O'Day, but I called him Stan. There was a string in the back of his head to make him open his mouth and he was in a black plaid clothing. He was perfect, but he was a bit creepy. I did not care, he was my responsibility. We made some jokes, we performed for my family and friends, but they still did not like the appearance of the doll. It wasn't scary to me, until one night. After a boy scout Troop 9 meeting, I went home and watched YouTube on the computer. Stan was in a clear case behind me and facing the opposite direction from me. The video was a Cleverbot Evie with Jacksepticeye. It was spooky because Evie knew Jacks real name, Sean. I felt a bit uncomfortable. My grandpa was the only adult in the house during that time and he was sleeping. I was about to go to sleep, until I felt like someone was watching me. I looked out the window if someone was outside, but no one was there. I looked at my mom's room, no one was there too. Then I looked behind me, and there he was in the hallway. Stan was facing straight at me! He was sitting straight up on the floor staring into my soul. I know I was not dreaming because I just got back from the meeting. And I know I was not seeing things because I carefully picked him up and put him back where he belonged. He never did something like that since, but I am still afraid. I do not feel okay with Stan O'Day.