Dollhouse Living: From picture to doll

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Amerie is eight year old who loves MB, OMG Girlz, Diggy, Jacob, Kiloni, Abby, etc. She wants them to be her real true friends. One that will listen to her and love her just like she loves them.

One day little Amerie attends the AAATW concert that MB had. She went to the M and G and met the boys and got a picture taken with them. She met the OMG Girlz, Myles and  Young Marcus.

Photographer: Ok everyone on the count of three I want you all to say “cheese!”

EB: OK

P: 1, 2, 3

EB: CHEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEESE!

*snap shot*

MB: That was fun!

Amerie: It sure was!

Prince: Hope you had a great time Amerie!

Amerie: *nods head* Oh I did. I did!

Prod: Come see us soon cutie pie!

Amerie: (POV) NO I will you see you tonight.

(later that evening)- at home

George: Hey sis, welcome home!

Amerie: Hey big brother!

G: Did you have fun at the MB concert tonight?

A: Yea I did. I had a blast!

G: *chuckles* Glad you had fun. So um do you want me to edit your photo?

A: Of yea! It’s in my camera!

Amerie passes her camera to George. He uploaded the image onto the computer. He edited a separate copy and printed it out.

G: Alright, here’s the edited copy. *walks out of room*

A: Thanks, George you are the best!

I will have a new collection of dolls to add to my dollhouse now! MB, Myles, The OMG Girls and Young Marcus! MWAHAHAHHAHAHAHHAHAHAHAH!

Mom: AMERIEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE!!!!! TIME FOR BED!

I changed into my sleepwear as my mommy came into kiss me and turned off the lights. I closed my eyes but couldn’t sleep. There was a glowing light that showed through the blinds, trying to keep me awake. I had a dentist appointment to go to in the morning and it is really early but it was hard to go to sleep. So I crawled out from underneath the covers and followed the moonlight on top of my bed. I looked over the dresser with the edited pic of MB, OMG Girlz, Myles and Young Marcus as I smiled and looked out the window to see a shiny star. I gasped. It was the “wishing star.” So I quickly got on my knees and made a wish that the people in the picture would be my new friends and they would like me and give me company. Afterwards I thanked the pretty star, hopped back under the covers and went to sleep.

{Princeton’s POV}

It was raining and thundering. It was thundering loudly! I looked over at my bandmates, then my labelmates, the over at myles and young marcus. We were all lost at what was going on.

Star: What’s going on I’m scared?

Bahja: Yea me too

YM: Looks like it’s storming outside!

(thunder, thunder, flash, flash)

One by one we were being lifted out of the glossy picture on the nightstand from the last night’s meet and greet as our bodies were transforming from 1 dimensonal glossy pics to 3 dimensional miniature dolls. We were being transported though mid-air to this big dollhouse in front of a wall next to a bed. We couldn’t fight against this witchcraft but only to submit to it. Things would not be the same after this.

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