The Doll That Looked Back | Real Ghost Stories

The farmhouse had always felt off, especially upstairs. Even during the day, the air felt heavy, like the space was holding something it didn’t want to give up. Everyone in the family sensed it, though no one talked about it out loud—at least not until much later.

One night, while the rest of the family went out, Leann stayed home alone. It wasn’t unusual. She’d done it before without incident. But as she climbed the stairs toward her bedroom in the dark, a shadow stood framed against the upstairs window, solid enough to be mista...