The stage lights were turned off. I proceeded to walk backstage to remove the clothes which I wore while I performed.
The lights of the dressing room were glazing my eyes, staring into my soul and resuscitating my relapse into that thought. A new doll.
At first when I started performing my arts, I was quite terrible. My lips would move most of the time, my dolls would sometimes fall, and the worst thing of all would be the booing of an angry and unhappy crowd.
I always felt that it was an inherent need of mine to please others. To put a smile on their faces. But through my trials and errors, I have realized that in order to put a smile on someone's face, I have to take it off of another's.
That notion swirled in my brain like a whirlwind awaiting its end yet deprived of the means necessary for such an end. Trixie was by far my favorite doll. Her elegance was resounding, and her beauty so astounding.
Nonetheless, something about this girl whom I saw whilst performing seemed to intrigue me. Was it how she clapped? I wondered, Or how her hair drifted in slight movements up and down? Or perhaps it was the idea of a new and better doll, a more beautiful one, one whose skin isn't decaying?
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I took the elevator to the 7th floor. I was staying in room 402. Fortunately, I did not have to pay for it. The owner of the hotel is a friend of mine, and afterall, I am the one performing for them.
I went inside the shower and made sure the water was as cold as the frozen lake of hell; Cocytus. My friends always seem to think that I am a person who is out of their mind simply for showering in cold water. I sometimes wonder what their reaction would be to the truth about my dolls.
The drops of the tingling water dripped down my face as I slowly and thoroughly cleaned myself. All throughout the shower I was continuously thinking about that little girl.
I simply asked myself if I wanted to be a better performer, make people even happier. It would only take the girl to do that. I would make her something more, to give her the chance to put a smile on others faces, while of course, taking the smile off of hers.
The answer was quite clear to me.
