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Mr. W's Doll



Australia’s creepiest haunted object is a supposedly possessed marionette. The evil-looking puppet is currently owned by a reclusive Mr. W, who lives in southeast Queensland. Mr. W found the doll nearly 35 years ago under a derelict and haunted house in Wagga Wagga in southern NSW.

"When Mr W first touched the doll, the clothes it had on turned to dust-so it must have been old.” says renowned psychic June Cleeland, who explains that some museum experts have placed the doll’s age at around 250 years. 

"Gypsies of the 1800s believed strongly in spirit transference and making dolls through which a human soul could take worldly sanctuary after death," says June speculating about the dark doll’s origins. 

Apparently Mr. W calls the doll Ledda because he sometimes hears it yell out “Ledda me out!” But it’s not only the doll’s occasional vociferous outbursts that worries its owner, it’s also its behaviour and the effect it has on both people and animals. 

Around 20 years ago, Mr. W and Ledda made an appearance on national television. The doll was seated in Mr. W’s lap. At one point the doll inexplicably turned its head toward the camera. You could hear the wood creaking as it turned around, prompting one frightened cameraman to flee his post and dash out the back of the studio. 

Mr. W once tried to sell the doll, but when he arrived at the potential buyer’s home, he couldn’t get out of the car. “No matter what I did, I was firmly glued to the seat,” he told Ms Cleeland.

"People have been known to scream uncontrollably when the doll is even in another room," explains Mr. W, adding that just about anyone that sees the doll leaves convinced that it is possessed with some evil or dark spirit. Even when Mr. W’s dogs see it, they howl uncontrollably. 

"Mr W lives in fear of his wooden marionette, but several mediums have told him he must never try and get rid of it or he will be beset with bad luck," says Ms Cleeland. 

Cursed doll or just trickery of the mind? Who knows, but as June says, “Its malevolent grinning face, human hair, and glass eyes with prominent veins, are something you won’t forget in a hurry.”

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