Screaming and crying was heard from my dads bedroom. Me tied up and my sisters in there. I can't help them at all and he's in there hurting them or even worse. What am I to do. Moments later I hear my name angrily said.
"Puppet. Your up my slave."My so called dad said while making his way over. I visibly gulped and started to slighlty shake. This is the perfect way to spend the day your little sister is born.
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As I'm walking down the street I notice everyone staring. I couldn't figure out why. Did I look horrible, is my hair out of place. Oh no I must have something in my teeth! I swear I brushed them. I then saw a little girl looking at me whispering, "Mommy that's a very tall girl...its scary".
I froze after I heard the word scary. I get that I'm tall....but scary never occurred to me. As I was passing a store window I stopped and looked at my self. I looked closely at the detail in my face. Blue baby eyes, perfect black hair, tallness, make up is on point. I don't get it, how is all that scary. I started to walk again and every ones eyes slowly looked away from me.
So I decided to make some chapters short and some not...but I hope y'all enjoy this chapter....I really hope it goes wide and lots like it.
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Hidden Strings
Non-Fiction"Marionette...no please.....don't go." Was all I could manage. All our stuff ruined...everything gone. And yeah. That's all I'm gonna show y'all. Hehehehehhe. Have fun reading!xoxoxoxox
