When Kayla finds a doll in her mother-in-law’s house that bears a striking resemblance to her, she believes it’s just a coincidence.
However, she is surprised to learn of a family secret that Kayla could never have predicted when she introduces him to her husband, who reacts in panic.
I said to myself, “Look at this,” as I picked up the knitted doll I had discovered in the closet.
He looked a lot like me, which scared me.
I took a picture and texted Ethan. I thought it would be adorable and he was at work.
A few minutes later my phone rang with Ethan’s answer.
“Oh no! “Don’t touch that honey, whatever you do, you don’t know my mom,” he texted. I was taken aback.
It was already late. I touched the doll before. I was embarrassed at first, but once I went back and read Ethan’s post, a sense of apprehension washed over me.
Lorraine had strange habits and never liked me. Maybe she’s a voodoo doll? Doll in hand, I marched down, determined to confront my mother-in-law.
When I got to the kitchen, Lorraine was stirring soup in a pot.
“Lorraine, what is it?” I held the doll up for her to see and asked her.
Her face paled as she turned to me.
“Oh no! How did you do that?” “IT’S STILL NOT WORKING!” she exclaimed. “PUT IT BACK OR . . .”
“Or what?” I stepped in and interrupted.
“What won’t work? Lorraine, what’s going on?”
Lorraine’s lips formed a thin line.
“It’s not important to you. Put it back in its original place.”
“No!” I stated. “If it’s in the room we live in, that’s my business. What makes this doll so significant? Tell me.”
She snatched it from my hand and exclaimed, “You don’t need to know, girl!”
I couldn’t shake the uneasy feeling I had when she brought the strange doll back into her room.
When I opened the closet later that night, I discovered a doll inside. Again! It was Lorraine’s fault, of course.
At that moment, Ethan walked into our room and noticed the doll I was holding. His face turned red with anger.
“Mom! Mom!” Enraged, he marched into the living room, and I followed him with the doll.
“Really? You’re going to do it again?” he asked, his eyes fixed on Lorraine.
Lorraine looked protective as she crossed her arms. “Ethan, I’m working for the best interests of the family. You realize that.”
Ethan walked right up to me and grabbed the doll. It’s weird, mom. He said, “You’re weird,” and threw the doll in the trash.
I followed him, my heart pounding. “What do you mean ‘do it again’?” Ethan asks. What is it about?”
Ethan shook his head, clearly displeased. “Kayla, I don’t want to discuss anything. I just want to go home. Come to bed with me.”
I just stared at him in frustration. But I knew that if I pushed him now, there would be no answers. Then we went to sleep.
I never thought things would get any crazier.
When I woke up early the next morning, I felt uneasy. I decided to take another look in the closet while Ethan showered. My heart nearly stopped when I saw the doll back in its original position, albeit slightly larger than before.
How did it get back here?
I decided to ignore it because I didn’t want to start a new argument. Lorraine’s house was where we stayed while ours was being renovated. While it wasn’t ideal, our options were limited.
By the end of the day, I was so exhausted I could barely function. I tried to get rid of the fatigue with an afternoon nap. I had a strange feeling when I woke up.
I went to the bathroom and just stood there staring at my reflection. I noticed that a strand of hair was missing and a chill ran down my spine.
I reached out and touched the area where the hair was. what was going on My thoughts were racing and making connections. The doll, the fatigue, and the hair loss were by no means coincidences. I was more afraid of it than I wanted to admit.
Then again, I had no evidence. I couldn’t talk to Ethan about it and I couldn’t blame Lorraine. We were going home so I thought it would be done within a week anyway.
I was wrong.
I woke up the next morning feeling even worse. I barely made it to the bathroom before I threw up due to my stomach growling.
I sat down on the soft tiled floor and tried to control my breathing. what happened to me
I couldn’t even look at the food all day. Even though he didn’t say anything, Ethan could see my pale face and anxious look. Lorraine pretended everything was fine but I could feel her eyes on me.
When I woke up the next morning, my face was swollen. The whole thing pissed me off even more when I saw the swelling around my eyes and cheeks in the mirror.
I couldn’t shake the feeling that Lorraine was to blame. The doll and the strange symptoms seemed to be heading towards her.
I looked for answers on my phone and spent hours looking up everything I could on voodoo dolls.
However, nothing of value turned up. My anxiety grew as I read more. Every little ailment seemed to be another sign that I wasn’t meant to be here.
That night my head raced as I lay in bed feeling uncomfortable and tense. What if Lorraine really motivated hate to create a voodoo doll for me? I dreaded the thought. I had to come up with a rational reason for what was happening.
At that moment I realized. What if I was carrying a baby? I have thought about this several times in the last few days. My experience of missed periods, nausea, and unusual fatigue was consistent with my knowledge of early pregnancy symptoms.
The next morning I decided to take a pregnancy test. I had to find out if my ailments had another cause.
I rushed to the nearest drugstore as soon as Ethan left for work and got the test.
As I waited to find out, I felt a growing sense of anxiety.
I was standing on the toilet and my hands were shaking as I held the test. Looking at the small test window, my heart was racing. It has the power to change everything.
If the test came back positive, would that clear everything up, or would it just make things even more confusing?
Lorraine’s voice came from the kitchen as I was leaving. While stuffing the doll’s belly, she was on the phone with a friend, chatting about “family traditions.” I watched her through the door and my stomach clenched. how did she do it?
I stayed away because I was getting sicker by the minute, but I was curious. I returned to the guest room after deciding to stay quiet for now.
I tried to calm my racing thoughts by taking deep breaths as I sat on the edge of the bed. When Ethan found out the result of the pregnancy, how would he react? What about Lorraine? Did she have any interest in dark magic?
Ethan knew I was uncomfortable seeing me that night.
“Are you okay Kayla? You look anxious,” he commented.
I faked a laugh. “Ethan, I’m just exhausted. It’s been an exhausting day.”
He nodded agonizingly but said nothing more. I understood his anxiety, but for now, I had to fend for myself.
When night fell, I had trouble falling asleep.
My thoughts raced with the doll, Lorraine’s mumbling, and my symptoms. I had to face her one more time. I needed an explanation.
The next evening I plucked up the courage to go in search of Lorraine. She was preparing the dining table. My hand tightened around the pregnancy test. I took a deep breath as Ethan and I sat down to dinner.
I was thrilled to hear that the test was positive. I was eager to inform Ethan of the great news. The timing wasn’t what I expected it to be so strange.
“I have some news, Ethan and Lorraine,” I began. “I… I’m pregnant!”
As Ethan’s face lit up with happiness, Lorraine jumped out of her chair and exclaimed, “It worked!” And I looked at her in disbelief, as did Ethan.
“What do you mean ‘it worked’?” I asked confused.
Lorraine smiled, clearly happy.
She said, “Tradition!” with enthusiasm. To get pregnant, a person makes a doll of themselves, places it in the bedroom, and stuffs their belly with more food every day. Kayla, every symptom you felt was just a sign of pregnancy. I wanted to be a grandmother so badly.”
“Why didn’t you tell me?” I asked vehemently.
“Why all the secrets?”
She sighed and continued, “I didn’t want to scare you or make you look crazy.” “I thought it might work better if you didn’t know.
“Mom, you can’t just do things!” Ethan shook his head in disappointment. “It’s invasive and bad!”
“Exactly,” | he continued. “Lorraine, I admire your joy at becoming a grandmother, but I didn’t think it was appropriate to tell me about the doll situation. Besides, hair loss wasn’t just a sign of pregnancy.”
Lorraine’s expression darkened. “I… I didn’t believe there was any harm. I just wanted to help.”
“But Lorraine, we don’t feel safe here,” I said. “We’re leaving tomorrow.”
Ethan nodded in agreement. He said, “We are.” “I didn’t want to worry Kayla unnecessarily, so I didn’t inform her of your traditions. I assumed you wouldn’t be acting weird after the doll incident. However, we don’t want our child caught up in whatever you’re doing right now.”
Lorraine looked despondent, but I knew it was the right choice. We had to keep our family safe.
That evening I prepared our luggage. Although it pained me to leave under these circumstances, I knew it was the right decision for us and our baby as we began a new chapter in our lives.
Consider doing the right thing.
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Kayla and Ethan’s decision to leave Lorraine’s house marked the beginning of a new chapter in their lives that prioritized their safety and the well-being of their unborn child. While Lorraine’s intentions may have been rooted in a desire to help, her secretive and invasive methods crossed a line, leaving Kayla feeling vulnerable and uneasy. The discovery of the doll and the troubling symptoms she was experiencing forced Kayla to confront the situation, demand the truth from her mother-in-law, and set boundaries for the future.
As they packed their bags and prepared to leave, Kayla couldn’t help but think about how this experience had strengthened her bond with Ethan. Together, they navigate the strange and disturbing events surrounding the doll and ultimately decide to protect their growing family from any further harm. Even though it was hard to leave Lorraine behind, Kayla knew they were making the right decision.
Kayla and Ethan decided to create a safe and loving environment for their child without the influence of Lorraine’s questionable traditions. They cherished the new life they were bringing into the world and focused on the happiness and well-being of their family. This experience taught them the importance of clear communication, trust, and setting firm boundaries with those who may have meant well but overstepped their boundaries.
Kayla felt a sense of relief wash over her as they left Lorraine’s house. They embarked on a new journey, filled with hope, love, and the promise of a bright future. Despite the challenges they faced, Kayla was sure they would come out stronger, ready to face whatever came with the same determination and unity that had seen them through this ordeal.