Slappy- Nose Bite

Then, before I realized what was happening, the head bounced back up.
Slappy’s grinning face slid in front of mine.
The eyes were wild. The wooden lips parted.
And he clamped his jaws tight — on my nose!
“OWWWWWWW!”
I howled in pain. The wooden mouth tightened over my nose.
I gripped the dummy by the waist and tugged. I tried to pull him away, to free myself.
But the wooden lips clamped tight, like pliers. Pain shot down my face, my neck … my entire body.
I screamed again. “Help me! He’s got my NOSE! Help me — please! It hurts! It hurts SO BAD!
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The pain was intense. My face throbbed. My nose had gone numb.
I dropped to my knees. “H-help me …” I pleaded.
Blood spurted from my nose.
“He’s bleeding on my white rug!” Mrs. Shear cried. “Get him off the rug!”
I felt Dad’s hands grip my shoulder. He pulled me to my feet.
The dummy’s mouth loosened its grip. Slappy’s head slumped to one side. Lifeless again.
“Not funny, Ray,” Dad whispered in my ear. “I’m very disappointed in you. Disappointed and angry.” He shoved a tissue at me. I raised it to my bloody nose.

- Slappy New Year!, chapters 21 and 22