When I was about 7yrs old I was bought a Ventreloquist doll for Xmas by my parents,I was living with my grandparents at the time and as soon as I opened it my grandma said "oooh thats horrible". It was about 2 foot tall with glasses and short cropped ginger hair.
I thought it was great and spent a couple of days walking around with my hand up its back saying " gottle of gear, gread and gutter " and took charlie, as I'd named him, everywhere with me.
My grandad made a little chair and charlie sat at the side of my bed everynight in his new chair.
After a couple of weeks I started playing less and less with charlie until eventually one morning I left him at the side of my bed and got up without him and thats where he stayed for a couple of nights.....
However, one night something woke me and I sat bolt upright in bed. My eyes adjusted to the light and thats when I saw Charlie sat at the end of my bed staring straight at me.
I sat speechless until I finally summoned up the courage to scream and my grandma came into my room. I told her what had happened and she took Charlie into her room and put him in the cupboard.
I was soon back asleep in no time, when I woke in the morning my blood ran cold....Charlie was sat back on his chair.
I jumped out of bed and ran downstairs, I told my grandma and she said that she would put in her wardrobe and lock it.
I felt better at this and happilly went off to school.
I came home from school around four, I walked into the living room and froze....Charlie was sat on the sofa and..my grandad was sat in his chair talking to Charlie!
My grandad said hello to me and said that my friend had come to see me...meaning Charlie.
Now my grandad had bad eyes and couldn't read the newspaper without a magnifying glass so for him to mistake a ventriloquist dummy for a small child didn't really worry me.....what worried me was how did Charlie get downstairs and why was my grandad talking to him...
I didn't say a word I just stood in the doorway not believing what I was seeing or hearing, just then my grandma came in from outside.
She walked into the living room and started shouting at my grandad for bringing the dummy from upstairs a mighty row ensued and I was packed off upstairs.
I listened to the argument from upstairs and the gist I got was that my garandad had been watching tv when Charlie walked in and said he'd come to see me, my grandad told him I was at school but he was welcome to wait for me, and it was then that I came in from school.
They didn't know that I had heard the argument and when it went quiet I went back downstairs, this episode was never mentioned again and Charlie was put away somewhere..?
being a 7 year old I soon forgot about Charlie and went about 7ry old stuff, summer came and I went to my parents for the holidays.
I came home after about 6 weeks away and was greated with kisses and hugs from my grandparents. after a few hours of chatting about my holidays I went upstairs and entered my bedroom..I saw Charlie from the corner of my eye sat in his chairs with a big grin....I turned and looked and at him and then it happened....he said "Hello, where have you been ?"
my knees gave way but like a cat that has been startled I jumped out of my room, cleared the landing and several stairs, hit the stairs about 6 runs up and landed in a heap at the bottom.
My grandparents came running out to find me quivering and crying.
I told them what had happened and my grandma got straight on the phone and phoned my uncle, my uncle came and collected Charlie and took him away.
I never heard anything about him again.