The Portal's Gift

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Storywriter's P.O.V.

I was crying... everything I worked so hard for was gone. I tried to fix it, but then he would ruin it all over again. Even tried making other locations... but it didn't fix what was broken... I needed something more... something to fill the hole that was in my heart... Some place safe... I could write without him changing anything. Without judgment or watchful eyes. 

that's when I heard her voice... so beautiful and soothing... "If you need someone to talk to, I would be happy to listen"

I turned to see... my notebook? no... but... also yes. There was a long and slender puppet. Brown body with white stripes. her mask with shades of blue... Her eyes were gray... just like my notebook... But... How...

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