The evil Dollhouse

As I fall asleep I start to dream
I dream every night, but this time it was different
I dreamt of an evil doll house, A doll house with
Windows boarded up, and screams coming from the hall way.
As I run down the halls, all I can see is blood spattered walls
Where is this blood coming from? I ask myself as I quickly turn the corner.
I try to open each door on the way down the hall, only to find out
that the doll house is locked up tight. I continue to run and take a left
Only to find that there's no one in sight. Where is everyone, I quickly say to myself.
Finally I hit the final passage in this evil doll house, I see a mirror.
I quickly look into the mirror only to realize that I am the one holding the knife
I am the doll that possessed this doll house, taking with me everything that the doll house resembles.
It is no longer a child hood toy, but mealy a child hood nightmare.