Jason the Toy Maker

A lesson you should reamber is always play with your toys. Or one day they might get you....


5. Friends are for ever

I ran down stairs excited to see Daisy again. She was my best friend in the whole world and I loved hanging out with her because she never tried to pry into my pas or asked questions about it. She didn't really care at all about it but she did pry when ever I told her something creepy or weird happened because despite what she looks like she loves that stuff. "Hey Daisy!" I said and excited and happy she was here. "Hey Alex! Come on!" She said grabbing my arm and dragging me out the door before I could say good bye to my mom and dad.

She waited until we were away from my house to talk because she said she always got a bad feeling from it. "So hows your new family Alex? Do you like them?" She asked me as she started to pick flowers and put them into her braid. I looked down not sure how to bring up what happened in my room. "Their nice I guess but the house is really weird..." I said this got her interest and she sat up and looked me in the eyes. "Weird how?" She asked sounding eager to hear it all. "Well theirs a lot of toys in my room and I feel like their always watching me and some of them want to hurt me and then theirs my bunny I brought with me." She smiled laying back down. "Yeah I know what your talking about. His name is Mr.Rabbit right?" I nodded and she looked at me again. "What's so weird about him? He's a stuffed bunny." "Well yeah he's supposed to be but right before you came he came to life and started to talk to me. He said I left someone behind and their hurt and all they want to do is play with me. Only I don't know what he meant." That was all she needed to hear before she dragged me back to my house. "I need to see this for my self!" She said excited as we raced back and up into my room where Mr.Rabbit sat unmoved from the spot where I put him.

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