"I think I'm going insane"
The only thing that I can say anymore.
"I need to get out"
They stuffed me with stuffing, I have no organs and I can't move.
They propped me up against an old father clock. All I can feel is the stuffing rubbing against my burning, rotting skin.
Look at me what have a become. Is this some sort of sick joke.
Why is this happening.
What did I do wrong.
H...E...L...P...M...E
YOU ARE READING
Puppet on a string
Short StoryI don't own the artwork at all Read to find out it's pretty short please enjoy (I made this when I was 11) LOL
