They put the doll back in her room, and I started having nightmares about it. It talks to me in my sister's voice, telling me that my mom is next. I knew what I had to do, I had to destroy the doll. I couldn't let it kill anyone else. I tried to get myself to smash it again, but whenever i got near it, I got crazy with fear, I couldnt bring myself to touch it... I had this feeling that if I touched it, I'd die next, just like my sister had. I thought about it, and decided I needed some holy water, so I biked around looking for a church. none of the churches I found had any fonts with water just sitting around in them, so I filled a water bottle from the water fountain by the bathrooms, and hoped that'd be enough. I filled a squirt gun with it, and got as close as I could to the doll. I was quaking with fear as I approached, and aimed the squirtgun at the doll and fired. my first shot went wild, hitting the wall to the left of the doll. its eyes flashed red and glowed, staring at me. It spoke inside my head, with my sister's voice, laughing at me, telling me the horrible things it would do to me when I died.i squeezed the trigger again and hit it in the face. the voice in my head shrieked, and the doll cracked in two, and steamed. The nightmares stopped, and my mom didn't die. But sometimes I still dream of the doll, telling me its not over.