The Clown Doll is a scary urban legend about a little girl named Molly whose parents buy her a new doll as a present. This story is also known as “The Molly Dolly”, “Doll Fingers” and “Six Fingers”.
There was a 7-year old girl named Molly who absolutely loved dolls. She collected every doll she could and displayed them on a shelf in her bedroom. She wasn’t doing very well in school, so her parents told her that if her grades improved, they would buy her a new doll as a reward.
Molly was motivated to try her best and, a few weeks later, her report card arrived from school. She had studied so hard that she managed to get straight As. Her mother and father were delighted and decided to make good on their promise.
The next morning, Molly’s mother brought her to the mall so they could go shopping for her gift. As they passed by the window of a second-hand toy store, the little girl grabbed her mother’s arm and asked if they could go inside.
When they entered the shop, the woman told her daughter she could choose any item she wanted, no matter what price it was. Molly wandered up and down the aisles of the dusty old toy shop until she eventually came to the doll section. On the top shelf, partially obscured by dusty old boxes, was something that immediately caught her eye.
It was a clown doll with red hair, yellow eyes and a big red nose. The clowns’s wizened face was twisted into a malicious grimace and it’s teeth were sharp and jagged. One of the clown’s gnarled hands was clenched in a fist, but the other was holding up three fingers.
Molly turned to her mother and squealed, “Mommy, this is the one I want!”
“Are you sure?” asked her mother incredulously. “But, it’s so ugly and creepy.”
The little girl nodded excitedly. “I want it I want it I want it!”
“Well alright then,” said her mother as she took the clown doll down from the shelf and brought it over to the counter.
The owner of the store took one look at the doll and said, “I’m sorry, Madam. That clown doll is not for sale.”
“What? Whyever not?” exclaimed the surprised woman.
The owner refused to answer.
The mother looked down and saw her daughter’s eyes welling up with tears. She began arguing with the shopkeeper and offered him more and more money but he kept refusing.
Eventually, she said, “I’ll pay you a hundred dollars!” and held out the money in front of him.
The owner’s eyes grew wide. He hesitated for a moment, then grabbed the moeny greedily and said, “OK, you can have it.”
He put the clown doll in a bag and gave it to the mother. As Molly and her mother walked out of the shop, the owner called out after them
“Just one thing,” he said. “Never leave your daughter alone with that doll.”
The mother and daughter didn’t pay any attention to him and left, happy with their purchase.
When they got home, Molly immediately rushed into the living room. The girl was overjoyed with her present and spent the rest of the day playing happily with her clown doll while her mother watched television. As the little girl played with the doll, she wondered why it was holding up three fingers.
Later that night, when Molly went to bed, she placed the doll on the top shelf in her bedroom. Her mother kissed her goodnight and shut the bedroom door.
Bright and early the next morning, the mother was cooking breakfast and called out to Molly to wake her up. When she didn’t receive an answer after calling her for the third time, the mother began to get worried. She decided to go upstairs and get her daughter out of bed.
When she walked into Molly’s bedroom, she was horrified to find her daughter lying dead on the floor in a pool of blood. Her throat had been sliced open and her eyes had been poked out. There was a sharp knife embedded in her chest.
For a few moments, Molly’s mother began couldn’t believe what she was seeing. But when she looked down and saw the clown doll sitting beside her daughter’s mutilated body, she began screaming in horror. The clown doll was holding up four fingers.