Better death to us all

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I woke up in my bed, but wasn't I on the couch.....I sighed and stood up. I walked to my closet and saw Slappy as a puppet in my floor on his back, I picked him up and set him on my bed.
I went back to my closet and pulled out a pair of black faded shorts, red superman tank top, and red converse.
I quickly changed into the items from my shirt and joggers.
Mysterious lighting crashed and Slappy turned into Sean, but he was sleeping. I sighed in relief, I picked up my phone and the book out of my bag.
I walked to the living room and sat on my couch, my hands opened the book and I finished the book.
A light laughter caught my attention, I looked up and saw Slappy sitting on the steps. His evil grin staring at my soul, his eyes moved until they landed on mine. His wooden smile began to move, I dropped the book and stood up from the couch.
"What.....Slappy.....I'm not the bad guy," I stuttered a bit backing up, lighting flashed and he was now on the couch his face almost like a glitch from fnaf. Flashing from Sean to Slappy, I grabbed my phone and ran out of the door, the summer heat pounding against my lungs.
I ran directly to Mr. Stein's and Hannah's house, I knocked ferociously on the door. Mr. Stein answered the door and quickly let me in, "Kaylie! What's going on?" Hannah asked from the couch. "Slappy's return!" I shouted, there was a pounding at the door. Hannah and I sprinted to the basement and hid under some boxes, "oh blueberry, come out come out wherever you are" Slappy laughed.
I looked at Hannah's scared face, I took a breath and stood up to see Sean.
His back was towards me, his hair all messed up. I moved a bit but knocked over a box making him turn to face me, his evil grin shifted to a soft smile. He held out a hand but that must have been my mind, he grabbed my forearm and threw me infront of him. "You wanna play? Let's play!" He snapped.
I winced at his sudden rough action, he had a kitchen knife in his hold. His smile melted into a stone cold face of evil, I sat there frozen in fear. He raised the knife over his head and I moved back, I won't ever forget what he said.
"I think it's time I pull the strings in this relationship"

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