Puppet show

Glass cases

The curtains closed, I heard the children clapping and giggling "another another" one said
"The girly puppet was so pretty" another added; the puppeteer stared at me "your the star, what do you think?" He asked me in his demonic voice, I started to cry "let me go, let me go back to my family" he grabbed my small fabric neck and hissed "shut up Lacey, if they ever figure out our secret I'll kill you."

He threw me back into my cage; I cried and thought of my family, if I listened closely I could still hear their distorted voices.

They'd took me away only a few years back. I remember screaming to my mum and dad but I knew deep down that they couldn't do anything after that they knocked me out. When I woke up I was on a conveyor belt with other girls some were screaming, some were crying, some even wanted to die; I didn't do any of these things I just let their screams and cries sink through me as I was being transformed into a doll.

First they take out all of our organs but they keep your heart so you can still be alive to experience your sadness, next they stuff you with stuffing, then they peel your fragile skin off and replace it with fabric and lastly, the most painful part they remove your eyes and put buttons where they used to be.

They train you to pretend to be a lifeless doll because that's all you can do now, you can't escape, you can't shout for help, you can't do anything except perform, cry and play; I would want to help everyone escape but how could I do it?