Toy Story Fear of the Living Toys

Toy Story Fear of the Living Toys

  • Submitted By: jogagnon15
  • Date Submitted: 01/21/2014 7:25 PM
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Toy Story: Fear of the Living Toys

When I was three years old, it was a special movie day at daycare. The movie we were going to watch as we laid down for nap time was Toy Story 1. I hadn't seen it before so I was quite excited to watch it, especially since my friends were telling me how much I would enjoy it. As the teacher put the video cassette into the VCR, I was filled with excitement. The teacher turned off the lights and I got on my mat. As the Disney Studios Castle lite up the screen, I was too anxious to try and sleep.

About 15 minutes into the movie, I was the only one in a class of 24 daycare students who was still awake. The teacher came up to me and asked if I still wanted to watch and of course my reply was, “Yes please!” Then I was hit with a thought. What if my toys were able to walk? Woody and the little Army men came to life and help run Andy's birthday. Right away I thought about what my toys were doing during my birthday party and if they were spying on me as I opened my new presents. I also wondered about what they were doing when I was at school and no one was home. In extreme concern, I shoved my head into the pillow and threw the blanket over me. Tears started to flow. The teacher came over and comforted me. I remember my parents picking me up that day and talking to the teacher much longer than normal. My mom made sure I got buckled in the car before she pulled away from school and asked me how the movie was. "Did you know my toys are alive when we arent home, Mommy?” was my reply. She laughed and as I sat in defeat, I decided that I had to do something about it when I got home.

I ran upstairs as fast as I could. Once I got close to my room, I went up on my tip toes to try to sneak up on my toys. I swung the door open with force, and there was woody in my bed right where I left him. I was completely shocked. That night I took a lock from my brother Justin’s room and latched my toy chest shut for the night. This tactic...

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