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Toy Story. Ah yes, the classic franchise made by the king of animation studios. I was the ultimate fan. I had almost the entire Thinkway Toys collection, from Buzz to Rex, from The Aliens (dear god those were so cute) to the Potato Heads, from Woody to Slinky. My personal favorite was Jessie, mostly because of how badass she was.
Unfortunately, childhood
High school
I spent 5 minutes trying to get out, and I was devastated. My new friend had ditched me for the school bully. By the time I got to class, I was yelled at for being late. However, I was told to sit in my assigned seat, next to a girl named Mackenzie. She was taller, had blond hair and blue eyes, and had a pink backpack. She asked me how I was doing, and I told her about my situation. She understood and asked me to hang out by the coffee shop after school.
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I slogged through the rest of the day, learning mind-numbing concepts, eating the gross food, and avoiding my former friend Adrian. Once I got the coffee shop, Mackenzie was there like I expected.
Mackenzie wanted to come again on Friday, and I let her. Whenever we got there, she said she would like to stay for dinner and sleep over. Later on, she surprised me after I got out of the shower, as I was only wearing a towel around my waist. I told her I was surprised, and she grabbed me and kissed me on the cheek. We then went to my bed and started making out (NOTHING ELSE!) and went to bed later on. However, before I went to sleep, I saw the Jessie doll on my desk. I disregarded it and fell asleep.
The next morning, I woke up and found a small bloodstain where Mackenzie was. I called her name and asked if she had a bloody nose or something, as that was something she said she had. I thought,
During this whole process, the toys turned on the radio and played a distorted version of
So I am writing this final message on my last dying breath. Never, and I mean never, put your old toys in the attic if you want to keep them. They will find you. Especially if you own a Jessie toy.
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