Baby Doll Gone Wrong

"Die." Tiffany smiled to the woman in the bathtub. She threw the woman's radio system into the bathtub laughing evilly as the woman screamed. Her bleach blonde hair waved around as she put her head back laughing. She had the most bright piercing green eyes ever,and her lips were covered with dark lipstick and a beauty mark on the left of her top lip. This isn't no ordinary doll. Once a human,now a doll for the third time. She's died many times but resurrected. She's stronger and isn't playing it nice anymore. She'll fight for her life,but it's you who'll die. (I DO NOT OWN TIFFANY SHE IS FROM BRIDE OF CHUCKY AND SEED OF CHUCKY BUT SINCE I THINK SHE'S AWESOME I WANTED TO WRITE A HORROR FANFICTION ABOUT HER)

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-Tiffany-

     Tears fell from my eyes as I looked at the crushed body of my son. He was riding his bike and I wasn't looking,I heard a screech and then that's how I saw my son crushed. The driver ran off and I cursed at him. Selfish people these days. I took out my cell phone and called 911. -----After a few minutes they came and took the body of my child. I didn't know how to feel anymore,he was the only thing that mattered to me. I remember when he killed Chucky and I was proud of him. My personality went into Jennifer's soul. I'm both Jennifer and myself. I fell to my knees and put my head in my hands. Why did this have to happen? I went inside and I knew that he was dead. I didn't bother to go and know that he IS dead. I took the doll from the top of the cabinet and whispered,"I guess it's back to killing." ---------------------------------------------------- I set everything up and sat on the bathroom ground. I placed my hand on the dolls forehead and started to say the words "Micriosa...." I started. I heard thunder and lightning coming. It's almost time.  I breathed in deeply and my eyes rolled back and everything blacked out.

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   My eyes opened and I stood up,and looked at myself. I climbed on top of the counter and looked into the mirror. "No more nice from me." I growled punching the mirror.

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