I'm well on my way home one day when a shadow man attacked me. He smiled like a psychopath right before he tried to grab me. He tied pretty little bows around each wrist just to distract me. This sick prick just took because I guess he just had to have me. He lifted me to my feet as he deceived and tried to control me. Hey, will someone tell this bitch that his strings can't fucking hold me? Now your screams are drowned out by the sound of my manic laughter as I hang you from my rafters. Now who's the puppet master? I've waited too long now to find a light embracing me. This night, we all feel forsaken. We're pawns in the hands of the puppet master.
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Short StoryThis is mainly full of song lyrics. Sorry. I'm not creative enough to actually make short stories. There are, like, two chapters that are short stories, but that's it. TW: If you're easily disturbed by talk or mention of suicide, some chapters are n...