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So, when I was 7 I would watch a lot of Doctor Who that our local PBS station broadcast. This was classic Jon Pertwee and Tom Baker stuff, and in particular it was a Pertwee episode involving living plastic. Now, there were living mannequins that shot people, fake flowers which sprayed people's faces with a film so they couldn't breathe, and other such things. But the one that got me was an ugly little troll doll that, when exposed to a little bit of heat, would come to life and strangle the nearest person. I have to say it was pretty freaky.
Que the Cabbage Patch Kid. Yes, I had one, and it was almost a status symbol in a way because the darn things were so hard to find. Anyway, one day, shortly after seeing that episode, I had this horrible nightmare. In this nightmare my CPK, who was across from me on the bed, suddenly glared at me, got up, and dashed over to me so that it could carry out it's murderous intentions. Obviously, I woke up with a fair amount of panic (and screaming.) Here's the thing though, my Cabbage Patch Kid was on me when I woke up.
Now, I know for a fact (or was reasonably certain at the time), that the homicidal little doll was at my feet when I went to bed. So, waking up from a nightmare where it tried to kill me, only to find it's cotton stuffed murder paws were actually near my neck was a bit traumatizing. Needless to say, I tossed the would be killer off the side of the bunkbed (I was on the top half that time). You might say, "But couldn't it have climbed up the side to finish you off?" My response:
"No, it would go for my brother on the bottom bunk first. I can get away while the doll goes after him." At least, I think that's how I was able to fall back asleep that night. An uneasy, guarded sleep.