I woke up and I looked at the chair Slappy was in. He wasn't there. I thought Mom or Dad took him. I went downstairs and saw Slappy sitting on the couch with blood on him. I thought it was a prank. I went to my Mom's and Dad's bedroom and saw that they were covered in blood. I checked if they were breathing and they weren't. I started crying and ran outside. I also got my phone and called 911. They came and investigated the crime scene. They told me to go to my grandparent's house and I did. I panicked and listened to the radio. " Parents killed by puppet." I looked at Slappy, he looked scary. I burnt him and said goodbye. It was turning the afternoon soon and im still scared. "What they make a new one and he comes alive, too." I thought walking in circles.
