It was night time and I am looking for my toy doggy.
I had my flashlight, looking for my doggy, down the hall.
?????: "Sweetie, what are you doing up?"
I look behind me, seeing mommy and daddy.
Me: "I'm looking for doggy."
Mommy: "Go to bed, Linda. You can find your doggie in the morning."
Me: "But I can't sleep without my doggy."
Daddy then kneels in front of me and smiles.
Daddy: "Go back to bed, sweetie. I'll look for doggy."
Me: "Thank you, daddy."
I go back to bed to wait for daddy to get the doggy.
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(No one's POV.)
The dad goes downstairs to found the 'doggy' for Linda.
After ten minutes, he found it.
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He looks at the Plushie with a look of disgust.
The Dad: "Why would Linda have something so... ugly? I just don't know what fascinates an 8-year-old girl about this."
Just as the dad got upstairs with her doggy and go into Linda's room, he saw something in the corner of his eye that made him nervous.
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The dad looks at the thing, puts the doggy down by Linda's door and goes to pick the... thing up but as he does, he starts to feel less unnerved, like some sort of charm made him a little bit weaker.
He looks at the plush toy, not noticing a shotgun starting to float off a shelf and slowly move to the dad's head.
As the gun got to the dad's head, he turned around and then...
>BANG<
Linda hears the bang and goes to her door, opening it and saw doggy, making her smile.
Linda: "Doggy."
However, as Linda picks Doggy up, she saw her dead father and screamed in shock.
