I use to love American Girl Dolls but now I don’t.  Now they creep me out.  The other day when I walked into my room one had it’s hand raised and was staring at me.  I screeched a little and ran downstairs.  My mom asked, ” What’s the matter?” and my immediate response was, “A doll, Felicity, hand her hand raised, as if she was waving at me, and was also looking me right in the eye.” Sometimes when I walk into my room I feel like somebody’s watching me.  Then I look at my dolls and freak out, in my head.  I had a good amount and now all but three are sitting on my bookshelf staring at nothing.