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TIFU by terrorizing my young daughter

Okay, not today, but you know the deal.

So last year my daughter (who was nine at the time) watched some shows on, I think, Peacock. Normally all went well, but one issue; they ran advertisements for a new tv show about Chucky, the killer doll.

And the ads scared her to DEATH. She could fast forward past them, but she developed this crazy fear of Chucky. And no matter how much I reminded her it was just a doll, that she could beat an doll up even if it was real, and even when I told her the history of it, about how the movie started when I was young… she was so scared.

So, one day I am walking through town, and I walk past this second hand vintage cool stuff store. You know… old lunch boxes and vintage posters and action figures and all of that?

And what is in the window? An original Chucky doll?

How crazy! I mean, when was the last time I saw a Chucky doll? I mean, when was the last time ANYONE saw a Chucky doll? So I snap a photo, because how perfect? I can show my daughter that it really is just a toy… like an actual, not moving around doll, just a dumb toy!

I end up at home, and I go “Oh hey babe, I have to show you something I took a photo of!” She runs over… “What, what?” And im like “Oh it is a surprise!” and I turn the phone towards her, and voila!

Aannnnndddd she bursts into horrified tears. “OMG IT IS CHUCKY! WHERE DID YOU TAKE THIS?!”

Uhhhh… oh, right by the Italian place? At the second hand cool store?

And she FREAKS OUT. “OMG HE IS RIGHT THERE! THATS LIKE A MILE AWAY! HE IS SO CLOSE, AND HE IS REAL! WHY WOULD YOU SHOW ME THAT? WHY WOULD YOU SURPRISE ME WITH THAT?!“ And here I am, realizing that I did the EXACT opposite of what I intended to do, and obviously it was not going to make her feel better and I am an absolute and total moron. And I had to comfort her for the entire night.

TL;DR Like a total moron, I scared my daughter with a photo of a doll that scares her to death because I thought somehow it would make her feel less scared.

one edit: she’s fine now:) the fear lasted like a week. now she just reminds me what a moron I was.

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