Demon Furby Bad

It was 1988, The Furby came out. My sister got one and when I came I got it. It always did what I wanted. Until one day, I was playing with it. It started getting an attitude. It always said no.

One day I got so angry with it I cried. It made a screech. Mom took the batteries out and hid it downstairs.

A couple years later, I was almost 4 years old. And I was ready to play with Furby again. I reset Furby and he took on his normal behavior for a while, and then started to get angry again. I was angry, I opened him up to take out the batteries. But I was shocked! There were no batteries! I threw him into the cellar and locked it.

The next day I was ready to throw him out. He was not there. He had somehow gotten out from the basement onto the porch. I went outside with a net, and grabbed Furby with it. I dumped him into the trash can at the edge of the driveway. And just in time. The garbage truck was coming. Furby took a glance at the truck, and started screaming for mercy not to be crushed. I said "Furby, prepare to meet your biggest doom." It was a joy to see him die.

I then got a new Tuxedo Furby. He was normal. And when I talked about the old Furby, he said "Furby Bad." And I agreed with him. But a year later he died. I held his funeral. Now I have no more Furbys. And that is the end of my very scary, but true story.

Sent in by CeCe

The Furby is it Demon or Toy?

My cousin had brought a Furby a couple of years ago. At first it was an ordinary doll with a bunch of motion sensors. We used to put our fingers in its mouth and it would say "mmm yummy".

The Furby is it Demon or Toy?

I had a couple of experiences with this "toy" at first it would wake us up at night not allowing us to sleep. So that's how it went. Soon it got annoying and my aunt took out the batteries. But my little cousin started crying that she wanted to play with the Furby so we put the batteries back in.

Soon other people at school started having Furby experiences. People were spreading rumors about Furby's being made in area 51 to see how they would respond to alien activity. My cousin kept on playing with the Furby. It would love the little kids but would look as if they hate the older kids.

One night my cousin put the Furby under my bed for the night. I woke up at 3 in the morning to see the Furby next to the window. I thought it wasn't a Furby because it was dark in the room. But by itS familiar ears I knew it was a Furby. I was scared. I couldn't open the lights because I thought it would do something to me, so I just put my covers over my head and went to sleep. In the morning I saw that it was a Furby and it was looking straight at me.

I told my mom to take the batteries out of the doll because I was too scared to do it myself. Soon after it kept on showing up wherever I was with batteries. It was almost like it wanted me to put the batteries back inside of it. Everyone told me I was losing my mind I thought so too. What would you do if this happened to you? I thought of burning it. But it was my cousin who wouldn't let me and my aunt reinserted the batteries.

Soon it was out of control that was my excuse I was ready to burn it. But I had to wait a night. That night was a nightmare. It wouldn't stop talking. In fury I told it to shut up and it swore! I faced my fears got up and grabbed it. That's when it eyes turned red. I tried to take out the batteries but there weren't any! Someone took them out.

I woke my mom and she threw it out in the garbage. in the morning it was back in the house and that's when I burned it ugly pink fur it let out a scream and that was the end. I suggest you don't buy one of these little demonic creatures.

Sent in by Patrick