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Puppet Love
By deadcatgirl14

 

My puppet Brendon, I have made you, for me to love. If only you could love me back. But what am I
lying to myself for. You are only a mere puppet. Who could love me? I am just wasiting my time."
Ryan had completed a life sized doll. One with almost real hair, glass eyes and a painted body. It
looked life like but it wouldn't ever be.
It was late at night, and Ryan was very tired. He sat Brendon down on a shelf and went to bed. He
looked at the clock. 12:34. He wished that Brendon would come to life.
He got up just like any other day and worked on his puppets and dolls. The bell on the door
signaled that there was a customer. He was an handsomly figure and reminded Ryan of his Brendon
doll.
He had sat that doll in particular behind the counter. But when Ryan looked for Brendon, he wans't
behind the counter.
"Ryan, is everything okay? Did you lose something?" Ryan looked at the man standing at the counter.
"Oh, I'm sorry. I did lose something. I'll find it sooner or later." Ryan put on a fake smile. "How
can I help you today?" He asked. "Mr..."
"Brendon," Brendon smiled at him. "Well if you want to find something first it's okay. I'm in no
hurry."
It took Ryan a second to realize that this was his Brendon that he has created.
"I think I found it," Ryan said.
"Good!" Brendon leaned over the counter and pileed Ryan forward. He crashed his lips to Ryan's.
"How is it possible for you to live?" Ryan aksed.
"Because I always lived, and I noticed that you were creating a doll of me, and then I came in
today. I always loved your work, I just never came in here before."
"So how come you kiss a complete stranger?"
"Because I know I love you."

 

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