Several weeks ago I was contacted by a man who told me that his 3 year old daughter had an “invisible friend.” She started seeing her “friend” shortly after he became interested in Harold the Doll. He asked me if I thought one might have to do with the other.
Honestly, most children around her age have imaginary friends, but he was concerned enough that I sent him a sketch provided by a man named Larry of a vision he had of the doll.
I asked him to show his daughter the sketch and see what she said. “That’s Harold!” she exclaimed, pointing at the man in the sketch.
“Who’s Harold?” he asked her. He was stunned. He had never mentioned Harold to her before.
“He is!” she said pointing again. “That’s Harold!”
He not only told me about it… I saw it. He recorded her reaction on video, at my request.
A few other strange things happened in the days that followed, but then everything seemed to calm down again. She stopped talking about her “friend.” Her father thought, or at least hoped, that whomever this friend was, he was gone for good.
Then it started again. He contacted me, just this afternoon, and I sent him this sketch –
He printed it out and we were communicating with one another on Facebook Messenger, when he sent me this message –
Something weird happened…. [My daughter] just walked up an look at the page and looked at me and said “daddy why you draw my friend” i said huh who’s ur friend [she] pointed to ….
[She] said “see daddy thats my friend”
He and I talked quite a bit more. I sent him a picture of a portrait of a man I believed to be “Harold” although that was not his real name when he was alive. I asked him to show it to her. She confirmed it was “Harold” in the picture.
[She] said “daddy thats Harold my friend see” and pointed to her room. Holy shit my heart just sunk. There is no one here but me and her. Well physically here at least that i know of.
A few months ago the mother in Australia sent me this image, which came up on an Ovilus app in an iPhone of a woman she barely knew –
A few weeks later, I received this from Melanie Blystra. It was her own vision of what she saw going on in the doll. I sent him a pic and asked him to show it to his daughter.
I asked her if she knows anyone she pointed to the the lady and said “her daddy”. I said what her name she replied “her said her mommy”
According to the three year old, the woman behind bars in the image above is “mommy.” The boy in the green shirt is her son. The other boy is her son’s “best friend.”
They’re stuck. They’re scared. They want to get out.
I wrote to him, “Ask her one more question. Ask her if she knows why the family is stuck.”
Well i asked her and she said “daddy they are stuck” and she grunted/growled and pushed my phone away and said “they cant get out”
Then i walked away as i was i heard her say … “My friend is angry”
What was especially chilling for me was when I was told that all of this started up again two weeks ago.
It was two weeks ago that “The Roman Rite of Deliverance” was conducted by two Catholic priests for the family in Australia to free their son from “diabolical oppression.” I couldn’t help but think of how the mother told me that her son said that there was a woman who remained behind after the ritual, and that she was “happy and always singing.”
Then one night before he fell asleep, he told her that “the woman was sad.” “She’s sad because she said she has to leave and help someone else.”
“Harold” seems to found his way from Queensland, Australia… to Baltimore, Maryland.
I received this question in response to my vlog about the Mag Lite flashlight which unexpectedly turned itself on.
Anthony, that’s pretty amazing! But if I’m not mistaken, it takes a lot of energy for spirits to physically turn on the flashlights. Have you thought about going back to using the SB7 spirit box again? And do you know anyone in the field who can professionally analyze all the evidence you’ve recorded thus far who can pick up things you may have missed in your sessions?
Hi Mark. I am planning on using the SB7 again.
Now that the attacks on the family in Australia are over, and I know what is going on, I want to begin an intense investigation of the doll. I was thinking that, even though I was skeptical of the flashlight test, it gave me accurate answers before, although I didn’t believe them at the time.
I bought two brand new Mag Lites, and found them frustrating to get adjusted correctly to do the test, so I literally gave up trying.
The next evening, I closed the curtains to my room, but didn’t turn the lights on. Then my room lit up which surprised me. I looked and that flashlight was on.
What surprised me even more than that was that it was hanging off the nightstand the way it was. I thought that perhaps it was moved in order to be able to turn it on. That was my original intent for recording the vlog. To make note of the position of the flashlight, for myself. Nothing more.
Then it started responding to my comments and questions….
As far as asking someone else to “professionally” analyze the evidence, I have. Interestingly, he never got back to me with his findings.
I was recording a vlog, which I haven’t done in several weeks. Something happened while I was filming it.
I’ll just say that what happened is one of the top two scariest experiences I’ve had with the doll since I’ve owned it.
When I make these videos, they’re off the cuff, unscripted, and shot on my Samsung 5 camera, and loaded from my phone directly on to YouTube. You will see exactly what I saw as I was seeing it. Nothing is edited here, except for previous footage I shot before deciding to do it over.
I may sound composed, but inside, I was freaking out. If you listen closely you can hear my sudden asthma attack caused by what happened.
I’m going to make another vlog showing what led up to what happened. In the meantime, here’s the vlog as it happened.