Empty Puppet

Showing Off

    I was sitting in my room,waiting for someone to call me.My room was huge,except it wasn't very decorated.It had plain white walls,a normal bed,a bathroom,a drawer,a dresser,a closet,a desk,and a small lamp.I also had a computer,but I've hardly ever used it.

    "Lorelei."my mother called from the living room."Lorelei come down here!"

    "Yes mom,"I said loud enough so she could here.I walked down stairs and into the living room.My mom explained to me that her friends were coming over because they couldn't beleive that me,a four year old could play the piano so well.She told me I was going to prove them wrong.She brought me into the music room,and I sat myself down at the piano.

    My mom uses me to show off.My siblings said that when I get older and go to school,not to show my talents.My step-dad uses me to clean the mansion and show off.

    A few minutes later,the doorbell rang and my mom went to open the door.As soon as she left,I just sat there,staring at the piano.People would be thinking I were a puppet,or a doll that someone put there.Maybe they are right.

    When mom came back,she immediatley told me to start.I played song after song,even if my fingers were sore.When she finally told me to stop,her friends were in awe.They clapped and clapped.After that,another person came in.It was my step-dad.He whispered in mom's ear and left.When he came back,his friends were there.They all eyed me intently,mom's friends,happy to hear an encore.

    My step-dad signaled me to play and I played.I played more and more songs.My fingers started hurting again but I didn't stop.I ignored it and continued playing.When they finally told me to stop,it was six.My fingers were throbbing and I was sweating.My head was pounding and I felt that I would faint.I,however,masked it up and sat still,waiting for them to tell me what to do.

    They told me yo go back to my room and I nodded.I hopped off the stool and walked upstairs and into my room.I showered and sat down on my bed.I was waiting.I was waiting for someone to call me.I was waiting for them to use me again.Even if I was four,it didn't stop them.I am an empty puppet.They love showing me off as their trophy.I just sat there,waiting.