The Maker. That's his name. I think. That's what he says. He can make pretty porcelain dolls that move on their own! He can even make MY dolls move. My daddy says that my dolls aren't moving, but I think he needs new glasses. They are always moving. Maker is very tall. Much taller than daddy and uncle Paul! He has fluffy, curly, bright Orange hair. Maker likes to make jokes. He is very happy and hyper. Always moving. Maker wears a mask over his face. One that is all worn out and cracked. Nobody has seen his real face. But u can always tell he is happy. His mask has a wide smile plastered on it.
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RandomThis story is in the POV of a 12 year old girl named Mercury. She suffers from Schizophrenia and imagines things that aren't really there. Schizophrenia is one of my many mental illnesses. I tried to make this story as real as it seems. But everyone...
