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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Pulling the Strings
HorrorKaylie was the normal rebellious teenager of her time, her blue dyed hair and lip ring only hid what she was yearning for. Love, but can an old fashioned Goosebumps author R.L. Stein's typewriter solve her issue?