"Come here, little puppet girl!" I hear them call and I obey. I am there puppet girl. They seem to have control over me. I do what they say even if I don't like it. Most of the time it brings me sorrow. But I cant's stop it as hard as I try.
That was me only about an hour ago. But I've realized that I can control THEM. For I know now that my puppeteer, whom I though was so strong, is only a puppet himself. And his puppeteer is only a puppet and so on and so on. They are weak, so they use others to do things they are to afraid of. By breaking out of the on going line of puppets, I prove I am stronger then them. For I can do things on my own. So don't be a puppet or a puppeteer. Be your own master.














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