A Curious Tale Of A Doll & Psychic Manifestation

Originally written by Melissa Dawn January 2017, revision August 3rd 2023.

I wasn’t sure how to go about this story.

I thought this wasn’t something I could go and research and provide links, resources, and images. You know, evidence! Then I remembered what I told you when I first wrote here on my article “Synchronicity & Haunted Beban House.” I said I wasn’t a Ghostbuster. I’m not here to show you my EMF readings; I’m not here to install motion detectors and provide temperature readings. No. I am here to relate the stories of the people to you, the reader. These accounts have profound meaning to the individuals who have told them in the past and may resonate with you and your own experiences. So let’s keep in that same vein, shall we? I have much more fun relating tales to you, and I am betting you have much fun reading. So, with candles lit and lights switched off, let’s create some ambiance because we will talk about a tale told to me not long ago.

I was recently told a story by a person who shall remain unnamed out of respect for privacy, who detailed a strange experience they had within their family dynamics. This individual had recently moved back to the city of her youth; she took on the job of not only caring for her mother, who was aging, but also looking after other relatives who had fallen ill. Quite often, time found her traversing back and forth between her mother’s flat and her own house, and this story she related to me covers one of those particular visits.

One day, a distant relative, known for many mental health issues, called and said she was coming over with a haunted doll. Negative energy possessed the toy, and she wanted to see if my storyteller and her mother could do a seance or meditation and help her out. My storyteller said a simple yes, and when the relative arrived with her small dog and doll in hand, they began a seance where all involved meditated and called for any energies to reveal themselves. Let me further exclaim that the person who divulged this story to me is a practitioner of magic and fortunes, yet practical enough to work as an engineer in the oil fields of Canada.

This seance made the teller of this story feel that nothing was wrong with the doll. She meditated on it; she asked her guides and the cards about this doll. The doll was, simply put, a doll. So naturally, they decided to end the seance, continue with everyday activities, and have tea.

They all began to go about their business, disregarding the relative; after all, she was very ill and always caused extreme trouble in the family. The doll was another way of gathering attention, perhaps. Then, while getting food ready, a very peculiar and strange event occurred that denied everyone’s rational explanation.

Suddenly, a heavy crystal plate in the center of a coffee table lifted, slid off horizontally, and smashed so hard against the floor that it shattered into many pieces. Multiple people stood there and witnessed a heavy dish driven with great force off the table and then downward onto a soft carpeted area. It wasn’t a motion of an object tipping over slightly with gravity, and it happened clearly for everyone to witness and with aggressive force. It nearly smashed on top of the small dog visiting with the strange relative. Everyone in the room froze in shock and confusion; then our narrator quickly assessed the situation and then ran to gather the defenseless dog up, lest it steps upon the shards of glass strewn everywhere.

What just happened? Was it the evil doll? I asked my chronicler in earnest. This woman had said she was confident that there was absolutely nothing wrong with that doll. This doll appeared neutral on mediation, cards, and questions each time. In her mind, it was simply an old doll getting a bad rap. But she said after this particular intense event, she instinctively felt that the specific relative might be to blame.

Her Theory?

I think you’re probably already guessing that she got the feeling, in her gut, that this relative had a lot of negative energies surrounding her. She explained the feeling afterward as peculiar because the relative suddenly acted non-interested in the dog’s safety and didn’t have much interest in the bowl sliding on its own accord and smashing. In contrast, before, she was intensely focused on the doll.

The conclusion was this relative had unknown negative energies built up around obtaining people’s attention. When she didn’t get the desired result concerning the doll, she subconsciously directed her energies toward destroying this heavy crystal plate.

I’ve questioned the witnesses several times (the storyteller and her mother), and their stories have a similar thread, and both detail the basics when asked separately. If we assume that our storytellers are honest and this situation did indeed happen, then what could it have been?

Are they correct? Was it some poltergeist-like energy this relative stirred up? Did it follow her around and create havoc in her life? Or could there be another suggestion?

Please tell me in the comments. I’m willing to go with my witnesses theory, but I’m sure you have some advice!