They had given you that ugly doll for your birthday. You didn't really want it, but since it was fashionable and all the little kids wanted it, you decided to keep it.

You felt something strange with that doll. Not that he was possessed or anything, for God's sake.

Your thinking changed when you saw the little doll with several scars on its face and with that kitchen knife. When he saw you, he spoke to you in a mocking tone "your little brother is too annoying."