Chapter 15

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Grace

I couldn't believe that right in front of my my brother laid dead, on a concrete floor. These people kept surrounding me and I'm still hyperventilating. Suddenly, they pick me up and start taking me somewhere. They place me down on a bed, and then leave the room. I try to sit up, but they had strapped me down to the bed. I start screaming hoping that someone will hear. It was no use, anyone who could hear me was obviously working for them. 

I started to fall asleep, and then suddenly everything went black. I woke up to the sound of my alarm clock going off. I sat up looking around, and I was in my room. The door opened and my mum was coming into the room. I got up out of bed and ran over to her and hugged her. "Honey is everything ok? You're worrying me." she said, "wait I wasn't kidnapped?" I asked. "What would make you think that?" she asked. 

I then realised that I never got kidnapped or turned into a doll. I just had a really bad nightmare. 

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This concludes One's Puppet. Thank you for reading!


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