Jasmine was happy to learn all types of dolls because she always loved dolls as a child. She never had a problem studying because she is a straight A student anyways. She listened to every word Mr. Hanks said, and everything he said was intriguing to her. That leaves her skeptical for more information. She studied the whole night, and went to sleep around 12:00. She was tossing and turning in her bed again. This time seems like she was having a nightmare. And as soon as she opened her eyes, she saw the puppet's face on the side of her bed. She got frantic and leaped up swiftly.
"AAAHHHH, What do you want?" She asked the strange looking thing. It just stood there, watching her. She slowly got out of her bed, and when she did, the thing made frightening tone, and when she moved, the puppet moved.
"WHAT DO YOU WANT?" She asked it.
"YOOU," it said. "AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH," she screamed.
She ran out of her room towards downstairs. It chased her rapidly around the house. When she realized she was confined running into the back porch, trying to figure out a way to hide somewhere on the back porch, closing the door behind her. The back porch was extremely dark, and smelly. Suddenly the thing unlocked the door and infiltrated inside. She hidden behind her mother's exercising treadmill, and all she could hear is the thing's growling voice, waiting for her to make a move, and soon the thing spotted her, and grabbed her behind the workout treadmill.
"GOTTCHA," it said. She aggressively released herself from the thing, and ran out of the room.
Jasmine did not have any choice but to run out of the house. She ran as fast as she could. She ran 7 blocks around her home, and ended up landing near a road path surrounded by tall trees and swamp branches.
"God, this is so far out." She saw the thing coming near her running. It looked like the size of the Chucky doll killer. She turned around and ran off trying to get back to her house before he could.
An hour later she made it back home, and stopped by her front porch trying to catch her breath, and so suddenly she felt the evil thing grabbing her, and she bit it's hands and it hit the concrete. She got back inside the house fast. Thankfully the door was still unlocked, and she got back inside and locked it, and snapped the door chain back in place. She locked every door in the house for her and her mother's safety.
"I don’t know what to do, is this shit really happening? God," she said to herself, rubbing her sweaty forehead, wiping all the sweat from her face. She walked up the stairs to her room, but before she went into her room, she checked on her mother next door. She was still asleep in her bed.
"How the hell didn't she hear all this happening? I know this isn't a nightmare, and if I tell her some puppet was chasing me around the house and around the block, she would think I'm on drugs or some shit. If she won't believe me, than who else will?" Jasmine asked herself. She went back to her room to bed.
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