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|My Life As a Sock Puppet (standard:other, 348 words)|
|Author: BlackCat||Added: Oct 20 2001||Views/Reads: 2053/0||Story vote: 0.00 (0 votes)|
|Wandering thought of a Childhood gone wrong.|
Life starts out very simple, doesn't it? I am going to talk to you as if I've known you for a long time. I've loved you for awhile, but it seems to never be returned. I am everything I don't want to be. I am a mimic, and alot of the time it seems that someone always has thier hand up my ass. It's quite uncomfortable. I used to have a job. Yep. It's seems strange coming from me, but for along time I was a Child's Public Icon. Due to unfortunate reasons required by law I cannot state my name. But I was the one who taught your children about physical touch; The Difference Betweeen Good and Bad. "What is good touching? or What is bad?" I'd ask. Is there such a thing in society? I had bad feelings for along time. I was quite envious of the Muppets for awhile. I'd sit in front of the Television scowling at them while drinking a rum and coke after telling children the difference between good and bad. It's quite a contraversial topic. One day a young girl had actually took me home after class while teacher was gone. She had rammed me into her bag as soon as there was no one in sight. I suffered minor injuries, but I never complained. It was good to get out. Freedom like this was never explained well. As soon as she had left the building, she gave me the chance to see everything outside the box. It was as if she knew what I needed. She took me to an older wisdom that day. I met her friend. Her friend's house consisted of a room full of dolls and a mini trampoline. And Premium Plus Crackers with Peanut Butter. She said goodbye to her friend as I endlessly marvelled at the mountains. She walked up a porch of which I assumed that she lived. I had guessed correctly. She pounded on the window of the house and shouted. The door opened slowly to emptiness. ==================== PART 2 COMING SOON ==================== Tweet
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