The Life Of A Ventriloquist

Journal Entry #7

The girl. Annaleigh was there tonight. It was weird though. I swear I heard Mia's voice.
"Adam, don't dwell on me forever. I want you to move on. I want you to be happy. Go on. Go talk to that girl. Don't be afraid. I'll be okay. You'll be okay. Don't worry."
So after the show, I talked to her.
"Hey, nice to see you again." I said
"Oh, h-hey...it's nice to see you too."
"Yeah..so I've been thinking um..d-do" oh my god just get the damn words out.
"Do you want to uh..ya know...go out with me..sometime?"
"Oh m-m-me?"
"Yeah I mean you seem like a sweet girl and to be honest, I'm kinda interested in you."
"In my pants or in me?"
"In you. I'm not that type of person."
"Well um...sure.." She said. She had such a beautiful smile.
I'm glad that's over.
But then I heard it. Chester. His laugh. And his footsteps. I tried to dismiss it.
Then that night, I couldn't help it. I was actually happy. Happy enough to finally jerk off with no problems. And I just pictured Annaleigh. Despite her oxygen tank, she was a beautiful person. But her body, oh my god. Nice tits, nice ass, nice..well everything. I just couldn't get over how perfect she was. Not too skinny, not too fat, her hair was the perfect length, I mean, I don't want to sound like a fuck boy here, but I'd do anything to get her to ride my dick.
But I woke up the next morning, it was different. I woke up and I couldn't find Chester anywhere. I walked around and looked and looked for an hour. Then someone knocked on my door. It was Annaleigh.
"Hey Adam...I don't mean to bother you I really don't, but for some reason, your doll was at my apartment this morning. You weren't over, were you?"
"Please, come in. Here, I'll take him. Would you like something to drink?"
"Water please."
I got her water and gave it to her.
"So..my question?"
"Right, I wasn't at your house. I don't even know where you live honestly. But if I tell you this, you have to swear you won't think I'm crazy."
"Okay?"
"Chester, I don't know what it is about him, but he always moves around my house. I'll put him in the same box every night and he's always somewhere else by morning. It's either in the kitchen, living room, or bathroom. Just like the other day he was on the couch! He just roams. But he's never gotten out of my house before."
"Wait so are you trying to tell me your doll is haunted?"
"Honestly, I don't know what I'm trying to tell you."
Then she just stared at me for a minute. And another. Then out of the blue, she looks behind me for a second and screams blue bloody murder.
"What?! What is it???" I asked. I looked behind me, nothing. I shook her for a second and she turned her head and looked at me with the most serious face and said "You have to get out of here. Get rid of that doll as soon as you can." And walked out the door.
Tonight was the biggest show of my career, all because of Chester. I didn't want to get rid of him, but sadly, he scared me worse than anything.
At tonight's show, I'll tell them I'm giving him back to my friend.
So tonight's show came and I asked my friend Mike to be there. When I told the crowd I was giving him back, they got pissed. They started screaming at me and shit.
After the show, I gave Chester to Mike.
"Just..please get rid of him. I don't really care what you do with him. He creeps me out."
"Are you sure man? I mean, your fans don't seem very happy about it."
"Yeah, well it isn't my fans decision."
"Okay man well, take care."
And that was the end. Chester is gone, my house doesn't feel so creepy, I feel safer, and I can sleep without being worried. It's going to be a good night.

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