He was so astounded by the realness of the Doll, that he stop to look at how it was transforming before his very eyes. “What have I done?”

A fear crept over him because he could not understand what was happening. He took the doll and lock it in his vault.

He shut the lights out and lock up for the night.

Emma’s Father went home and put what he was thinking out of his head. “Daddy, is my doll ready yet?” Emma was so excited that she ask to see it. Her father look at her and said ” Not yet Emma, but soon.”

Everyone had went to bed that night, when all of a sudden a crash from a window was heard down stairs. Emma father got out of bed and went to see what was happening.

As he went down the stairs there was laughing and giggeling heard coming from the front room. He thought maybe Emmas was playing with her dolls.

” Emma, Emma, what are you doing?” As the figure turned around he realize it was not Emma, yet it look like Emma.

” I am not Emma, I am Melissa come play with me.”