lan had always hated dolls. Big dolls, small dolls, girly dolls..... with their plastic perfect face and big scary eyes. oh man! They gave him the chills. His parents knew this but why oh why did on his seventh birthday did they give him a baby sized boy doll instead of a skateboard he always wanted? But when he wanted ice-cream for dinner,no, They had to give him broccoli because apparently veggies are good for the body, like ugh!
The moment Ian unwrapped his present and came face to face with Chibi the doll. He knew that he was cursed. It was this new brand of dolls with an oversized head,an ever evil smiling face, frizzy red hair, clothed in overalls. "Just the perfect outfits to haunt a child " he thought.on that same line of thought.
What the hell was his parents thinking?
it had been two days after the evil present and Ian sat on his bed to do his homework. He turned to page 63 of his textbook only to see something dart before his very eyes.
He gulped.
"it's nothing, it's nothing"He told himself repeatedly but deep inside he was afraid.
Something clattered on the ground. It was the family photo of the science fair one year ago.
How had it fallen?It was kept deep inside the shelf. Something must have pushed it.
but what?
ian jumped out of bed and bent down to pick up the pieces of the glass frame.He looked up only to stare straight into the dark evil eyes of a small figure holding a knife.
He screamed
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"Help, help!" He yelled at his parents tried to restrain him.
"Calm down dear"His parents tried to calm him down.
"it tried to kill me" He began as his parents sat besides the bed and hugged him.He narrated what he saw and his parents were confused.They told him it was all a big nightmare because of that chucky movie, he had watched without their permission. But if it would make him feel better, They would get rid of the doll.
ian felt at peace a week later after his parents had supposedly destroyed it. it was dark as he snuggled in bed and closed his eyes only to feel something watery drop on his face. He opened his eyes.
It was back.