If you had a Furby growing up, you probably have a few frightening Furby tales. With their cries at midnight to be fed and gibberish language, these initially-cute-but-later-terrifying beasts went from one of the hottest toys of the 1998 holiday season to a rumored government spying contraption rather quickly. Even if you shoved your Furby in the closet to make it go to sleep, they would still to squeak out "FEED ME," in the dead of the night. Compared to the cool toys that exist today, Furbies could be viewed as straight up torture devices.
Redditors have taken to the internet to share their creepy Furby stories, so we all know we're not alone in our warranted fear of these things. If you've ever wanted to know the creepiest things Furbies have done, then look no further. Check out the terrifying Furbies stories below.
A Furby Never Dies. They Just Bide Their Time
"I had a Furby that I loved for a few months, then I turned her off and set her up in my closet. I didn't want to give her away. She sat there, in view, with her eyes closed... for probably 4 years.
One day I open my closet door - her eyes are open. She blinked at me. Then I got rid of her."
When Furbies Are Pure Nightmare Fuel
"Had two Furbies, they were buried in the bottom of the toy box. Sleeping in the dead of night, years after we got them, I hear a deep, slow voice groaning "Feeeeeeeeeeeeed meeeeeeeeeee."
Oh, HELL no.
Screamed, ran to my parent's room, woke them both up, had them come into my room to get the monster away. They go, digging around the room, when we hear it again.
"Feeeeeeeeeeeeed meeeeeeeeeee," it said.
More screaming and crying.
Finally my dad pulls out this half-dead Furby from inside the toy box, and goes to smash it with a hammer in the garage. Still had nightmares from that one years later."
It's Raining Furbies
"In elementary school, I was invited to sleep over at my friend Sally's for her birthday. There were quite a few girls going, we were told everyone was going to sleep in the family room, and somehow I scored the couch. Now Sally loved Furbies, and above the couch was a shelf dedicated to them. There were a sh*t ton of Furbies in different shapes, sizes, and colors on that shelf. So the party is ok, everyone gets ready for bed, and I get comfortable on the couch. Fast forward a few hours, everyone is dead asleep, I myself am in a nice deep sleep. When suddenly the shelf breaks, the wooden part falling behind the couch, while the Furbies rain down on my sleeping form. Activated by whatever the f*ck activated Furbies, movement or sound or whatever, they come alive. I am awoken by a horde of Furbies, all over me, talking and moving and looking at me."
The Furby Rendition Of The Wilhelm Scream
"Apparently if you drop a Furby from a high enough point it makes a terrifying screeching sound until you reset the thing. I did not know this before I accidentally pushed it off my bed. The thing started (what 8 year-old thought) screaming out in pain, so then I started screaming and crying and thinking I killed it."