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NaMiFiWriMoFo #5
As suggested by
corbet; "From the closet, there came a soft 'ook.'"
In October, 2009, young David's toys started to come to life. Only the new ones, though. His old Captain Spaceguy action figures stayed plastic and unmoving. But the plush owl he got would wait until he was put to bed and tell him funny stories until he fell asleep. It was even better when he got a plush monkey - it danced and sang whenever no one else was in the room. All his toys knew to fake it when the adults were around. His parents just figured that thier son had an active imagination.
Things took a turn for the worse when David's weird uncle gave him a plush Cthulu doll. When the police came, the family was gone, and the plush owl was insane and gibbering. From the closet, there came a soft 'ook.'
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My name is David. I am five. I will be six very soon in February. My toys tell me stories!
In October, 2009, young David's toys started to come to life. Only the new ones, though. His old Captain Spaceguy action figures stayed plastic and unmoving. But the plush owl he got would wait until he was put to bed and tell him funny stories until he fell asleep. It was even better when he got a plush monkey - it danced and sang whenever no one else was in the room. All his toys knew to fake it when the adults were around. His parents just figured that thier son had an active imagination.
Things took a turn for the worse when David's weird uncle gave him a plush Cthulu doll. When the police came, the family was gone, and the plush owl was insane and gibbering. From the closet, there came a soft 'ook.'
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I don't like that story!
*ptui*
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