British 90s nostalgia and shite

I present to you: TALES OF DEMONIC FURBIES.

ME HUNGRY

Hayley, Birmingham

“Me hungry, me hungry” was all my Furby would ever say, no matter how times I pressed down its tongue. One day I was chopping an onion and accidentally cut my finger, when immediately, my Furby's eyes flew wide open. "Me hungry" said the toy, but this time in a slow, demonic voice. "Me hungry... for blood. Your blood..." I put it in a cupboard and left it there for twenty years. It still bangs on the door sometimes.

THE MIDNIGHT CHUCKLER

John, Slough

One day my Furby started talking in a strange, slow, deep voice. I thought the batteries must be running out so I opened the Furby's battery compartment with a screwdriver. As soon as I removed the batteries, the toy laughed. "You won't turn me off that easily" it said, in fluent English. I screamed and dropped the Furby on the floor. My parents ran into my room and found me crying. I tried to make the Furby speak again to prove to my parents that it was alive, but the Furby remained silent.

After that, I kept the Furby at the back of my wardrobe so I wouldn't have to see it again. Although sometimes at night I could hear a chuckle coming from inside the wardrobe — even though the Furby still had no batteries in it.

THE RUINED CHRISTMAS

Brittany, Hull

I was so excited on Christmas day to open my new Furby. Little did I know that the Furby was possessed by an actual demon. Immediately upon activation, the Furby flew across the room and landed upside-down on the ceiling. His eyes rolled back into his head and he started cursing at us in a deep, growling voice. He called my mom fat and he called my dad Baldilocks. My dad spent the rest of Christmas day trying to exorcise the Furby by reading passages from a bible but the Furby just laughed at him. The entire Christmas was ruined.

THE STRANGE CASE OF THE MOVING FURBY

Peter, Bournemouth

Every day I would wake up and the Furby would be in a different place. I asked my family if they were moving the Furby overnight but they all said no.

One morning I woke up and the Furby was on my pillow next to me, staring at my face. I screamed and threw the evil toy out the window. The Furby screamed out "I WILL KILL YOU" before cracking its head open on the patio.

KILL THE PIG

Jenny, Berkshire

I had over fifty Furbies in my room. My parents kept buying me them because they thought I liked them. The truth was, I was terrified of the things. But I never told me parents because I didn't want to hurt their feelings.

One night the Furbies all came to life and started chanting "Kill, kill" in unison. At the same time, the lampshade spun round and round, causing crazy shadows across the room. I hid under my blanket the whole night.

The next day I put all the Furbies in a binbag and tossed them out into the street. After that, pets went missing in the neighbourhood.