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Number 1

So it all started when the Furby BOOM had just came out, I had seen a few videos that Bearghostgamming made when his daughter got one. i had to have one. i basically nagged the crap out of my parents to get me one, they always said no because Furby's always freaked them out. Finally a few weeks before my birthday they got me one, it was a blue and purple one. I loved it to bits, i took it everywhere and it even slept with me at night. 

A few week's after i had it my dog Rufus got hit by a car, this wasn't the only bad things that happened while i had it... but its the only thing i want to mention. The day he died i had my friend Alexa over and stuff, she was big into supernatural things like i was. She suggested we do a ritual to say goodbye to Rufus, We all stupidly agreed to do it. After we had done the ritual nothing happened, all of a sudden my Furby i had on my dresser that had no batteries in it turned on. 

It said some jibber like what a furby normally does then it said, "Goodbye" before it turned off. Me, brother, and Alexa stood there looking at it to make sure it didn't do anything anymore, which it didn't. 

I waited until the next day to touch it because i was scared out of my mind. After i worked up the courage me and Alexa used a screw driver to open the battery hatch on the bottom of the Furby, There was a set of batteries in it that had melted. What i thought was weird is no one ever goes near my Furby because it freaks them out, they claimed it would say "go away *They're name*." I know i didn't put batteries in it because i had actually gotten bored and annoyed at its constent jabber. 

I put the Furby in the trash bin because i didn't want anything to do with it anymore. After that we hung out with Alexa and stuff before we went to bed.

The next morning i woke up to see the Furby on my bed with me. I screamed and pushed it off the bed, My mom came into the room to see why i screamed. I told her that the Furby wasn't on my bed lst night and she replied with, "I know, I brought the little guy back in here after i found him in the trash bin making noises." I didn't know what to say so i got up and got ready for school.

At school i noticed Alexa wasn't there, i asked a few people why but they gave me weird looks. When i got home i told my mom about what happened at school and how Alexa wasn't there, she asked me who Alexa was. "She is my best friend, she went home yesterday, she spent a whole weekend with us..." I said, my mom still had no clue who she was.

To this day i still have the Furby, I decided to keep it in fear that someone else i was close with would disappear or that it would come back if i tried to burn it. Today it is kept safely in a box of my stuff at a storage place. I just hope no one tries to steal our stuff and find it to give to they're child....