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| - Candace and Stacy have a sleepover and talk girly stuff!
- The Teletubbies walk from different directions and meet in the middle before the Magic Windmill spins and the Teletubbies watch a girl visiting her cousin and the Teletubbies take their favourite things to bed with them. Laa-Laa, however, struggles to fit herself and her ball into bed. Laa Laa's ball goes flying all over Teletubbyland. She eventually gets her ball back. Laa Laa loves her ball and Teletubbies love each other very much. Featuring: Kaiya Shah and Riyan and Rita Shah
- It’s my first time at a slumber party, and Mandy’s birthday party was super fun! But now it’s night time, and everyone is asleep. I can’t get to sleep because I’ve never slept away from home before. Everyone else has been snoozing for hours, but I’m still awake. I really have to go to the bathroom, but I’m terrified of leaving the security of my blanket and my friends, so I just lay here: waiting. Waiting for the sun to rise and chase my fears away. “You look scared, what’s the matter?” I scream at the top of my lungs. “You look scared, what’s the matter?”
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| - Candace and Stacy have a sleepover and talk girly stuff!
- It’s my first time at a slumber party, and Mandy’s birthday party was super fun! But now it’s night time, and everyone is asleep. I can’t get to sleep because I’ve never slept away from home before. Everyone else has been snoozing for hours, but I’m still awake. I really have to go to the bathroom, but I’m terrified of leaving the security of my blanket and my friends, so I just lay here: waiting. Waiting for the sun to rise and chase my fears away. My eyes are pinned on the clock directly in front of me on the wall. I can’t understand what it says, but the small hand is pointing at the three, and the big hand is pointing at the five. My eyes are getting really fuzzy, but I struggle to stay awake and focused. I train my eyes on the window; the curtains are open just enough to see a light far in the distance outside. The light starts flickering, so I look for something else to watch. On Mandy’s dresser sits a homemade doll that is staring at the clock with its creepy button eyes. There’s nothing else to look at, so I train my eyes at the clock again. None of the hands have moved even the tiniest bit. My eyes aren’t fuzzy anymore, so I look around again. The light outside isn’t there anymore; it must have flickered out. I turn to Mandy’s doll. Its eyes are looking right at me. I can’t look away! The doll’s mouth forms into a sinister grin. “You look scared, what’s the matter?” she says in a voice not unlike Elmo’s. It sends shivers racing down my spine. I roll over and tap Mandy’s shoulder. “Wake up!” I shout, but she just lays there without moving a muscle. I clench my eyes shut hoping that it will all just go away. I hesitate, but I slowly open them and fix my gaze at the dresser where the evil doll was. Where is it? I immediately slam my eyes shut. There is something standing on top of my chest. I don’t want to open my eyes again, but I can’t help peeking. The button eyes of the doll are an inch away from mine. “You look scared, what’s the matter?” I scream at the top of my lungs. “Amy! What’s wrong?” Mandy matches my scream so I can hear her. “You were dreaming,” she says once I finally stop shouting. I look back at the dresser, and the doll is staring at the clock again. Mandy’s mom comes in and takes me to get a glass of milk from the kitchen. As I take a sip of milk, I look up at her disturbing button eyes and unnerving grin. “You look scared, what’s the matter?”
- The Teletubbies walk from different directions and meet in the middle before the Magic Windmill spins and the Teletubbies watch a girl visiting her cousin and the Teletubbies take their favourite things to bed with them. Laa-Laa, however, struggles to fit herself and her ball into bed. Laa Laa's ball goes flying all over Teletubbyland. She eventually gets her ball back. Laa Laa loves her ball and Teletubbies love each other very much. Featuring: Kaiya Shah and Riyan and Rita Shah
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