It's been a month since Chucky was mailed away, he had killed about five people and the postman finally put him onto a door step. The door opened, revealing Vernon, who had just shaved his beard.
"One package for Ms Lyra Night" said the postman. Vernon looked confused but he signed it, shut the door and put it on the table where Lyra sat.
"This package is for you Lyra" her adopted father said, sneering.
She ran to her room and locked the door. I opened the package and took a scared good guy out. Cool!
She found a letter on the side and read it.

Dear Lyra Ray,
This is your real mum writing this to you. If you wondered why we haven't had you with us it's because they took you from us! You have two older sisters and one older brother. Don't worry sweat face, we'll see you soon.
Lots of love and happy birthday,
Your mother Tiffany X X X
P.S: Wenare different to the rest.

Anger boiled through my veins. How dare he steal me from my real family to be his servant?!
I went out of the door,  leaving it agar, and walked downstairs, stopping to get a knife. I went to the living room where Vernon was and walked towards him. I stepped in front of him to see the buggar sleeping so I stabbed him so many times through his gut that blood squirted on my face. I heared some clapping from behind me. I turned around to see the good guy doll holding my doll. I backed away slowly as he came towards me, still holding my doll.
"Hey! I'm Chucky the killer doll and-" I interrupted him.
"You're my dad, right?" I asked and he was astonished and nodded his head.
"Yes I came to get you because I'm more, how can I put this? 'Experienced' at this" Dad said.
"So, am I going to be a doll to?" I asked to which he nodded.
"So that's why you have my doll" I continued, "Well when are we keaving?" I asked dad.
"Now" He answered and I put him on my back, trying not to look suspicious.
Now I'm going home.