Prologue-Walking Puppet

It was as if my life was a deck of cards and fate had dealt me the worst possible hand in the stack. Like an outer body experience; I was present, yet, I wasn't. My mind simply could not comprehend what words intruded into my ears against my will.

" Your were never good enough for me. Your too plain, too boring. I can't even touch you without you moving away from me! You've made me miss out on an actual real  life! Your like a damn mute! You can't speak up for yourself! Im sick and tired of having to baby you around, like your some long lost sister," He started laughing. Giggling to himself and looking into my eyes, he moved closer. So close, I could feel his breath sweep over my innocent skin. He looked so sadistic, I didn't know if i should've cried or screamed. 

"Your so damn naive. I've been with half the girls in this town, and you still looked at me like I was an angel. And I wasn't even sorry, I enjoyed it. I only wish you would've walked in on me. You should've listened to your besfriend baby. She was right all along, you were just too caught up in a fantasy. A dream that turned into a nightmare." Looking through my tear stricken eyes, I could just make out his shadow, walking further and further into the distance. The cold air whipped my hair over my face, but my body remained motionless. 

* Present Day*

I am a prisoner within myself. Bound by a silence. Chained down by words unspoken. I am a walking puppet. Controlled by everything and everyone around me. I felt nothing, only a numb feeling replacing every emotion that ever surfaced. I don't love; I don't hurt. I'm Just a walking puppet. Life was the show. Only one act remained. Then the curtains would close forver.

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Tag der Veröffentlichung: 01.12.2009

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