This is a version of puppet boy from when he and Emily are in the bathtub

If puppet boy was good this would be how it went

I felt every stitch. I felt every cut. I was slowly loosing myself and becoming a.... Puppet

(THIS STORY IS DISCONTINUED, EXPlained BELOW) "Let's play dolls under a cherry blossom tree but one doll got run over and lost both her feet another one got bit and bled to death another one left and never came back Let's play dolls where no one will roam near this old abandoned home they say the ghost come out at night and two got killed out of fright. No one will know about you and me So let's play dolls under a cherry blossom tree." *** Preview from Chapter One; She woke up in a cold sweat, facing an unfamiliar room. Dust piled a mile high, making her sneeze and her eyes itch. The door to the room creaked open, and a tall woman with a Barbie mask on, just above her top lip, peeked in. "Yay! The last dollie's awake! Now I can play!" The barbie sang in a annoyingly high pitched voice. "Who exactly are you, where am I, and why are my arms tied to this bed?" the girl asked, looking down at her tied hands. "Silly, silly. We must not waist time! I can't wait to play with my new dollies!" The Barbie sang in reply. From a pocket in her teacup dress she pulled out a syringe with a pink fluid inside. "Wh- what are you doing? Get away from me!" The girl protested, but to no avail, and screamed as The Barbie injected the scorching hot fluid into her neck and blood stream. "Sorry, dolly!" were the last high pitched words she heard before she passed out. * I'm sorry but I'm not going to continue this story, it doesn't interest me and I have ideas for different stories that I hope you will read. My apologies. Amazing cover by @Inkscopy, along with a banner by her Under the protection of Copyright © (THIS STORY IS DISCONTINUED AS STATED ABOVE)

A/N 2021: im officially saying this is discontinued. I'm not interested in continuing so if anyone wants to make this own- do it. All credits to the original books, I could never reach that level LOL. Also all this is very old it's from 2017-2018 so just a warning. Thank you so much for 16k tho!! Hope everyone has a good day :)) A/N 2022: idk why it keeps saying this has updates ?? But if anyone wants to continue, go right ahead! I have been debating coming back as a writer on this app so ... maybe, just maybe keep your eyes peeled? Merry Christmas!! Full credit still goes to the Original puppetboy creator (in the first chapter) and thanks for giving younger me this many views <33 Emily was a normal girl with her little brother, but when she goes out to get something, her car breaks down and she meets her 'Master'. Ever since then the suffering never ended. She never got to say goodbye to her family, or Tyler, the guy who is with her. Her life is taken away before she even gets to see her brother grow up, nor grow up herself. *Highest ranks: #41 in puppet #5 in theman #3 in puppetboy*

I have been a puppet boy. Now I'm like my master. I became what he always wanted me to be. A master. A puppet master!

The mysterious disappearance of Emerald Moonshine, aged 21. A drill and some puppet strings. Some cold paint. These are the only clues. Follow the perspective of Emerald, the kidnapped one, desperate for both her life and freedom. Sherbet, an innocent child who is determined to get to the bottom of the mystery. And Etan, who may be pulling the strings. INSPIRED BY 'PUPPET BOY' AND 'THE MAN', TWO NOVELS WRITTEN BY Z0MBIES. #847 in Horror (October 10, 2016)

A poem inspired the horror novel, Puppet Boy written by @z0mbies 'Hang loosely, Limply Until death the puppeteer arrives, Hear his cackle, Watch him grin, As his puppets become alive.' **Possibly poems.

≫ puppet boy: stories and poems ≪ a collection of stories and poems i've written based off of @z0mbies "puppet boy" ♥︎♥︎♥︎♥︎♥︎ ≫ achievements ≪ highest rank: #702 in poetry (06.02.2016) reader milestone: 1k reads (12.03.2016)