Glenda confronts her daddy Charles Lee Ray about killing he tries to choke Glenda she starts to turn blue she cries he picks her up and hugs her daddy's baby

Glenda had always known there was something off about her daddy, Charles Lee Ray. From a young age, she had noticed the way he would disappear for hours on end and return with a strange glint in his eye. She had heard the whispers from the neighbors about the strange noises coming from their house late at night. But she had always pushed those thoughts to the back of her mind, choosing to believe that her daddy was just a little eccentric. However, as Glenda got older, she couldn't ignore the nagging feeling in the back of her mind that something was seriously wrong. She had stumbled upon a hidden room in the basement filled with strange dolls and knives, and her daddy's behavior had become increasingly erratic. She couldn't shake the feeling that her daddy was hiding something dark and sinister. One day, when Glenda was home alone with her daddy, she decided to confront him about her suspicions. She found him in the basement, carving something into a wooden doll with a look of intense concentration on his face. Taking a deep breath, she mustered up the courage to speak. "Daddy," she began tentatively, "I need to talk to you about something." Charles Lee Ray looked up from his work, his eyes narrowing in suspicion. "What is it, Glenda?" he asked, his tone cold and distant. Glenda hesitated for a moment, unsure of how to broach the topic. Finally, she blurted out, "I think…I think you've been hurting people, daddy. I think you've been killing." Charles Lee Ray's eyes widened in shock, his grip on the knife tightening. "What on earth are you talking about, Glenda?" he demanded, his voice rising in anger. Tears welled up in Glenda's eyes as she spoke, her voice barely above a whisper. "I found the room in the basement, daddy. I found the dolls and the knives. I heard the noises at night. I know what you've been doing." Charles Lee Ray's face twisted in fury as he lunged towards Glenda, his hands wrapping around her throat. Glenda's eyes widened in fear as she felt his grip tightening, cutting off her air supply. She struggled against him, her vision blurring as she fought to breathe. As Glenda's face began to turn blue, Charles Lee Ray's expression softened slightly, a flicker of regret crossing his features. He released his grip on her throat, allowing her to gasp for air. Glenda fell to the floor, coughing and choking as tears streamed down her face. "I…I'm sorry, Glenda," Charles Lee Ray muttered, his voice filled with remorse. "I never wanted you to find out about…about that part of me." Glenda trembled as she looked up at her daddy, her eyes filled with fear and confusion. "Why, daddy?" she whispered, her voice barely a whisper. "Why would you do something like that?" Charles Lee Ray knelt down beside her, his hands shaking as he reached out to touch her cheek. "I don't know, Glenda," he admitted, his voice thick with emotion. "I don't know why I did those things. But I promise you, I'll never hurt anyone ever again. Especially not you, my precious girl." Glenda's heart ached as she looked into her daddy's eyes, seeing the pain and the regret etched in his features. She reached out and wrapped her arms around him, burying her face in his chest as she cried. Charles Lee Ray held her tightly, his own tears mingling with hers as he whispered words of comfort and apology. As they sat there, huddled together on the cold basement floor, Glenda felt a sense of peace wash over her. Despite the dark secrets that her daddy harbored, she knew that he loved her with all his heart. And in that moment, as he held her close and whispered words of love and reassurance, Glenda knew that she would always be her daddy's baby, no matter what.