The Story of Creepy Baby

Creepy Baby wasn’t always creepy. Creepy Baby was once a magnificent and cherished baby doll.

Early in the 20th century she sat on display, alongside other wondrous treasures, in the window of a proud department store. Children pressed their faces against the glass, their eyes sparkling with excitement, their heads full of longing for these precious toys. Mommy, I want that doll –that one there, whose eyes close when she lies in the crib. Mommy, she’s so beautiful! I just have to have her!

One bright but snowy Christmas morning, she became the prized possession of a lucky child who danced with joy and gratitude amid the tatters of wrapping paper strewn across the living room. She was loved, wholly and completely. She was dressed in the finest doll clothes; she wore lacy bonnets; she took rides in the baby carriage; and she slept in a cushioned bassinet.

As the years passed, she was placed upon a shelf. She became a beloved piece of decor, a reminder of the days of childhood innocence. She rested there peacefully until the day the room was packed, and she was put into a trunk for safekeeping. Through the decades, the trunk moved from house to house. Occasionally it was opened and she was admired briefly before being settled among the other heirlooms: a grandmother’s church dress, a hand-made christening gown, and wedding clothes from the turn of the century. Eventually, the trunk was placed into a storage room, where it sat unopened into the next century.

Then, in October of 2012, the trunk was opened and she was held aloft by a woman cleaning out her late father’s basement. “Look at this,” said the woman, whereupon her two adult daughters screamed and ran out of the room, collapsing in the hallway in a fit of giggles.

“Oh my god, that’s so creepy!”

“Seriously!”

“You know what we should do? We should take a picture of it on put it on facebook.”

“Yes!”

“Here you hold it, and I’ll take a picture.”

“I don’t want to touch it – you do it.”

“Ok, fine. But wait, let me tilt it… how’s that?”

“Oh, yeah, that’s super creepy!”

“Awesome.”

And so Creepy Baby was born into nightmares. The two sisters vowed to share Creepy Baby with the world. With the magic of Photoshop, Creepy Baby could visit the wonders of the world, like Flat Stanley. Or appear randomly in crowd settings, Where’s Creepy Baby? The creepy possibilities are endless. For now, though, Creepy Baby is content to simply get creepier with each passing Halloween.

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About perfectday

There is always something bumping around in my head, and if I leave it up there, I will go crazy. So I try to get my thoughts out onto paper (or the current equivalent). Mostly this blog is just for me to keep my sanity, but I also hope there's a nugget or two in there that other people find worth reading.
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2 Responses to The Story of Creepy Baby

  1. I’m sure it was once a beautiful and treasured doll. But it IS rather creepy now, especially with the photo editing. 😉

    • perfectday says:

      I know! It was probably very expensive when it was first purchased too. Side note, until I wrote this I thought of Creepy Baby as a “him”. But when I thought about it as a brand-new baby doll, she became a “her”, which actually increased the creep factor for me quite a bit!!

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