It was 8:05 when Angela was laying down watching TV again from visiting her daughter's room. It was in the middle of the movie. Angela was wrapped up in a blanket laying on a pillow. While watching TV, she heard something fall from her bedroom.
Melissa must have gotten so angry that she decided to sabotage her mother's room as well.
"Melissa! That crazy child! What has gotten into her? I'm going to have to beat her this time!" Angela pushed off her covers and got up. She left the TV on so Melissa would think that she didn't hear what happened. Angela took off her belt, folded it and carried it in on hand. She started her way towards the bedroom. When she got there, Angela pushed the door open and saw her lamp on the floor. Angela was hot. "Melissa!...Melissa get over here now! Owww!" She fell down to the ground, dropped her belt and grabbed her left calf. She had been stabbed by her own daughter? But why?
Melissa was such a loving child. Why would she wanna hurt anybody, especially her mother? How could she be so violent and evil? Her mother only grounded her.
Angela started crying. "Melissa why are you doing this to me? You know how much I love you. All I did was ground you Melissa. Don't you start acting crazy! Not my child!" She then looked up and saw Tiffany. Angela gasped. "No….it can't be! You can't be alive! You just can't!"
Tiffany was holding a medium-sized, slender knife. She smiled and giggled as she slowly started walking around Angela. "But I am alive my dear. It seems like your daughter has thrown a fit. She must have been really upset with you. What did you do to her?"
"What do you mean what did I do to her? I didn't do anything but ground her!" snapped Angela still in tears.
Tiffany stopped where she was and tilted her head. "Why?"
She wiped her face. "Because she said that…..you were alive and talking and I didn't believe her." Angela paused to think about what she had just said.
"See? You punished a sweet, honest, little child for no good reason. You ought to be ashamed of yourself for being so hard on her. Hell I don't blame her for throwing a fit. It was your fault for making her do it. Now you wanna punish her again by whipping her? That's just cruel!" Tiffany stared at Angela long and hard.
Angela thought about what Tiffany said.
She was right.
Angela was a little harsh on Melissa.
Melissa tried to warn her that Tiffany was alive. But how could a toy be alive?
So Angela did have a point.
Still, it wasn't like Melissa stole something or broke a table on purpose.
Tiffany started walking around her again still carrying her knife. "And speaking of your sweet, little Melissa, she seems to like me a lot. Ever since Melissa saw me it was like she instantly knew I was the perfect doll. She wanted me more than the other dolls. Melissa wanted me so bad that she put the other dolls back. Was it because I was bigger than the other dolls? She's been playing with me all day and it's really wearing me out! Melissa hugs and squeezes me like I'm a doll!" Tiffany paused. She didn't realize what she had just said. She just called herself a doll.
Angela laughed. "You are a doll. Melissa's just a child and you're her new toy. Any child would be excited about a new toy. And where is Melissa anyways? My name's Angela by the way."
Tiffany didn't want to tell Angela what she really did with Melissa. She wanted her to worry. "Well Angela! Your sweet, little Melissa is umm…..killed my dear." she smiled deviously.
Angela's heart raced. "No!...I don't believe you!...she can't be! I'm her mother! I can tell if she's dead! What have you done with her? You better tell me or else!"
Tiffany touched her mouth with her finger. "Or else what Angie?" she teased.
Angela grew angry and looked Tiffany straight in the eye. She didn't know what to say. She started hesitating until she remembered her belt she dropped when she fell. Angela took her belt and wrapped it around Tiffany's neck.
But Tiffany was no ordinary doll. She couldn't be chocked so easily. She was as strong as a human being. She simply used her knife and stabbed Angela in her right shoulder. That was Angela's good shoulder, now it's down.
Angela screamed and pulled back with agony and fell to the floor holding her shoulder.
Tiffany unwrapped the belt and threw it away from her. "You see, I'm no ordinary doll sweetie. I may be only 2 ft. tall but I'm as strong as a human being."
Angela looked at Tiffany with disbelief. She couldn't choke her, so she tried to kick Tiffany's head off.
But Tiffany's head was not as light as Angela thought it would be. She only fell to the ground.
Angela could see Tiffany getting angry after falling and dropping her knife. After being stabbed a couple times, she struggled to exit the door as fast as she could. She limped towards Melissa's room.
Tiffany was pretty fast getting back up and retaining her knife. She could also run fast. Tiffany power walked out of the bedroom and looked around to find Angela. She saw her heading towards Melissa's room. "Oh you're looking for your daughter. Isn't that sweet? But your precious Melissa isn't in there." she then ran after her.
Angela didn't have time to look back and see how close Tiffany was to her. She just kept on going and closed Melissa's door behind her and locked it. She closed her eyes, turned around and slowly sank to the floor. Angela was relieved…..for a while.
Tiffany made it to the door three seconds after Angela locked it. She tried the knob and it didn't work. She then started banging on it.
Angela opened her eyes and saw the mess her daughter had made. But she couldn't worry about that now, she had a bigger priority.
And speaking of Angela's daughter, where was she? She wasn't even in her room. Was Melissa really dead like Tiffany said? Was Melissa hiding somewhere far away? Did she run away?
Or did Tiffany hide her someplace where Angela would never find her?
Anyway, Angela wasn't going to let Tiffany tear up the door. So she quickly got up and rushed to Melissa's closet to find her basketball. She grabbed it and headed back to Melissa's door. Holding the ball, Angela unlocked and opened the door.
Before Tiffany had a chance to do anything, Angela hit her in the head as hard as she could with Melissa's basketball. "Oww!" Tiffany grabbed her forehead and fell to the ground again dropping her knife.
From there, Angela ran out the room.
If Melissa wasn't in her mother's room or in her own room, where else could she be?
Angela ran to the bathroom, closed and locked the door and hid in the shower. She closed the curtain behind her. She then just laid back in the tub and hoped that Tiffany wouldn't find her.
Tiffany felt a little dizzy from the basketball. But she only stayed like that for about 30 seconds. When Tiffany snapped out of it, she looked around for her knife and grabbed it. She then looked around to find Angela again. But she didn't see Angela anywhere. So Tiffany decided to play a little game… Hide & Seek. She pretended that Angela was hiding and she was it to go seek. "Oh Angie! Wanna play 'Hide & Seek'? You hide and I'll find you! And trust me, I will find you!" Tiffany giggled.
Angela heard Tiffany from the bathroom. Sooner or later she knew Tiffany was going to find her. Angela sat there and thought about what she could do. The cabinet came to her mind. She quietly opened the curtains wide enough to slip out. Angela opened the bathroom mirror and picked up the rubbing alcohol.
"Oh Angie!...Oh Angie!...Where are you? You know I'm going to find you!" Tiffany tiptoed through the house holding her knife. She didn't know if Angela was hiding in the kitchen, the bathroom, went back to her bedroom or what. But she was going to find Angela if it took her all night. "Come on out Angie! I won't hurt you! I'll show you where Melissa is!"
Angela's heart jumped when she heard her daughter's name. That made her worry about Melissa.
But earlier Tiffany told her that Melissa was dead.
So Angela was confused. She was quite sure that Melissa was alive but there's a small chance of her not.
Or was this one of Tiffany's tricks to lure Angela out so she could kill her?
With mixed emotions, Angela stood there and waited with her weapon.
Tiffany did the same for Angela.
Both waited for each other to come out but neither did. Time passed, seconds seemed like minutes, minutes seemed like hours. Neither wanted to show themselves but somebody had to do something. Who knows? Tiffany could be right behind the bathroom door just waiting for Angela to come out.
Angela's heart started to pound. She started to sweat. She began to breathe heavily. Angela was so nervous, she was shaking inside out. But then Angela realized that she was going to have to do something.
Either Tiffany would run Angela out of her own house or Angela would run Tiffany out of her house on her own.
She took a deep breathe, took the lid off the bottle of alcohol, unlocked and opened the door and….Tiffany wasn't there.
Where was Tiffany?
Angela peeked outside to see if the coast was clear. The right side was clear but when she turned to the other, there was Tiffany standing down the hall. Angela gasped.
"Oh there you are! I had a feeling you were in the bathroom but something told me you weren't! Well ready or not, here I come!" Tiffany ran towards her.
Angela got ready to throw the bottle at her. When Tiffany was close enough, she threw it in Tiffany's eyes. As Tiffany screamed, Angela ran to the living room to hide.
Tiffany dropped her knife and rubbed her eyes as they burned. She was beyond mad. After getting burned with alcohol, Tiffany became vicious like a mad dog. She began to huff and puff like a big, bad wolf. "I don't know what the hell's gotten into you Angie but I'm about to kill you as slowly and painfully as possible!" Tiffany's eyes were furiously red. She grabbed her knife and ran to the living room as fast as she could. "Okay Angie, playtime's over! No more Hide and Seek! Just come on out so I can kill you!" She said holding her knife in a position to stab her to death. Tiffany walked around slowly so Angela wouldn't hear her. She wanted to catch her off guard. "Don't think I won't find you Angie! I know you're in here! You're not fooling me!"
Angela kept silent behind a couch on the floor. Her heart pounded as Tiffany approached her.
Tiffany then tripped and fell dropping her knife once again.
Angela tripped Tiffany with her hand. "You didn't find me, I found you! You little bastard! Where's my daughter?"
Tiffany sat up. "I won't tell you anything since you burned my eyes!"
Angela saw Tiffany's eyes. It frightened her a little. But she just remembered that Tiffany was only a doll. She simply punched Tiffany in the face forgetting about her human characteristics.
Tiffany didn't budge. She smiled and giggled. "I think you're forgetting something sweetie! I'm as strong as a human being! And now I'm going to kill you!" Before Angela had a chance to do anything, Tiffany grabbed her knife and tried to stab her.
Angela rolled away from the blade.
Tiffany was very close by 1 inch. "You wanna know what happened to your daughter? I killed her!...I killed her!"
Angela slowly shook her head. "No!...you're lying!...you're a liar! I know if my child is dead! You hid her somewhere didn't you!"
"And what makes you think that?" asked Tiffany.
"Instincts." answered Angela keeping her eye contact strong.
"Hmm that could be true but I'm not going to tell! You're going to have to find that our for yourself!" Tiffany raised her blade to stab Angela again.
Angela dodged Tiffany's swing.
Tiffany was already mad, so she struck multiple times rapidly.
Angela did her best to dodge Tiffany's attacks until she finally got stabbed in the left thigh. Blood squirted out of her and began to ooze out of her leg. "Oww!" She grabbed her thigh and fell to the floor.
Tiffany left the knife in Angela. She watched in satisfaction as Angela squired in agony. "You see Angie. I told you I would kill you. And I said I was as strong as a human being but you never believed me. So now you're going to have to learn the hard way. Now that I got you down, you'll be easier to kill." Tiffany got behind Angela and began to strangle her.
Angela couldn't believe how strong Tiffany was. It felt like a real person choking her. She started coughing and her face turned red. She grabbed Tiffany's arms and tried to loosen them up but it didn't work. Angela couldn't breathe. She gasped for air. This time, Angela really did believe that Tiffany could kill her. What could she do? What was she going to do? Was Angela finally going to let Tiffany win? If Angela died, what would happen to Melissa? All these questions were circling around in her mind.
Tiffany sighed. "I'm really going to enjoy killing you Angie." She then squeezed harder.
Angela screamed for air. How could a doll kill her? She had to think quickly or else she and Melissa would both be killed.