Creepy - Day 40 - Teddy

Episode Date: December 31, 2017

Sometimes the most innocent things in life fill us with fear. Dolls. Clowns. Teddy bears. And sometimes, there's a reason for that fear.***Credited to Raidenist***Please consider supporting the podcast at Patreon.com/Creepypod or creepypod.com/support***Music composed by Steve Blizin***Title music by Alex Aldea***Intro/Outro Narration by Joe Stofko Hosted on Acast. See acast.com/privacy for more information. Hosted by Simplecast, an AdsWizz company. See pcm.adswizz.com for information about our collection and use of personal data for advertising.

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These stories may contain graphic depictions of violence and explicit language. Listener discretion is advised. Creepy Presents The Bad Days Day 40 Teddy Credited to User Raidenist My sister had a teddy bear A scary teddy bear

I don't know why but it creeped me out It's just so disturbing to me The thing had eyes that looked so real It's as if it was made from a real bear And its face was just blank and unsettling I first started to get weird feelings about the bear When my sister first got it

She was only a baby at the time And I was about four We had a dog, you see, and he had a habit of eating things, so my mother always had to put it up on a small cabinet in the corner of the hallway upstairs. Every time I went up those stairs, I saw that creepy bear suddenly glare around the corner at me, as if it was watching me. This wasn't the weird part. It started to get really weird about five years later, at the age of six or seven. My sister had lost interest in the bear, so my mother just threw in an old toy cupboard. The only problem was that the cupboard was in my room.

When I was nine, old enough to stay on my own and go to bed without any assistance, I would get into my bed every night and turn my lamp off. This is when it got scary. As I was getting some sleep, I suddenly remembered Mom put this teddy in the cupboard. I slowly turned to look over across my room to see it through the glass. My heart suddenly stopped as I thought about the horrors that plushed. caused me. But at the age of nine, I wanted to grow up and lose my fears, so I just shook it off and put my head on the pillow. When I got up to pull the sheets on a bit further, I noticed something that would scar me for life. There sat at the end of my bedroom, the teddy.

My heart started beating normally again. I sat there staring at it for about a minute. When I needed to yawn, I closed my eyes. I opened them to see the teddy sitting closer to my bed. At this point, I was really freaking out. I started to move back to the wall and looked around to see if there was any sign that anyone had come in. When I looked back to see the teddy on the end of my bed, I was so startled and was fainted from fear.

When I blinked, it had gone. I looked around. To my relief, I saw no sign of it. I sat my head back down on my pillow hoping for some sleep. Then I opened my eyes. It was above my head staring straight down. I screamed as it lunged down at me. I will never see a bear the same way again.

A few years later, after years of horror, I burned it. I sat in enjoyment as a bear was turned into smoking ashes in my fireplace. I've lived my teenage life through adolescence. The only thing I could remember that was in any way similar to my bad experience was when I watched train spotting. That fucking baby scene shook me so bad. But other than that, all was well. When I turned 19, I was about to move into my new home.

I've been given the keys to the house and was ready to set up my friend. furniture. After hours of carrying, I carried the funnel box from the moving truck into the front door and shut the door behind me. I turned to go to the kitchen and put it on the table. I opened it to see a cabinet. I took it out, walked into my new living room and placed it in the corner. Staring at it, I thought to myself, I remember packing this cabinet. I really didn't care that much as I just moved into my new home. I walked back into the kitchen to grab my television and brought it into the living room when I saw it. The teddy, it just sat there staring at me.

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