June 20, 2012
Custom User Avatar
More by this author
Its five o clock in the morning and the sun is passing lightly through the window and the gray sky in a warm amber glow. I was too weary to get up out of bed. I didn’t want to face the music, didn’t have the strength to face the days.
After all he was still here.

And he was still waiting for me. I did not want to get out of bed.

I knew he was waiting for me in the living room, waiting for me to make a show.

A puppet show and guess who was the puppet?

I let fall stone heavy legs that slammed against the floor hitting my ankles and heals.

I dragged myself up wobbly, jumping from foot to foot avoiding the ice cold linoleum floor.I sat back on the bed.

I did not want to be a puppet.

I slipped on warm furry Bart Simpson slippers inching towards the door and peered out.

Looking for him.

He wasn’t there. I hope.

The house was hushed at first and otherwise vacant with the exception of my him my mother and me.
Someone shrieked my mother.

The sound of a belt slapping on bare skin was familiar and echoed through the house hold.

I ran to the master bed room which was right beside my own. i scurried to open the locked door with a penny, sticking the coin in the slot and turning it.
The door swung open silently and I began to scavenge through his drawers. I put a hand on the bottom of the drawer.

My footsteps were hushed from the fluff of the slippers as I ran out with a beautiful black pistol.
The scissors to cut my puppet strings.

I dashed towards the living room and looked dead at him beating my mother senseless with a belt and his fists.

I dont want to be a puppet. I thought weakly.

"Father!" i screamed at him.

I pulled the trigger.

I will not be a puppet.

Join the Discussion

This article has 9 comments. Post your own now!

SkylerMorningstar said...
Jul. 2, 2012 at 4:42 pm
I thought that was really great
Florence replied...
Jul. 2, 2012 at 9:58 pm
thank you i really apreciate it!
the3rdkindThis teenager is a 'regular' and has contributed a lot of work, comments and/or forum posts, and has received many votes and high ratings over a long period of time. said...
Jul. 1, 2012 at 11:32 pm
This is very inspirational, the word choice is good. and i really loved the ending. Quite powerful.
Florence replied...
Jul. 2, 2012 at 12:15 am
Thank you so much.
Louisiana said...
Jul. 1, 2012 at 1:52 pm
this is wonderful!!!!
Florence replied...
Jul. 3, 2012 at 4:49 pm
Please keep your comments positive and constructive. We'll remove anything inappropriate. Thanks!
Florence replied...
Jul. 3, 2012 at 4:50 pm
srry lou the computer did that tnx so much lou
SethP said...
Jun. 30, 2012 at 10:10 pm
I like the idea for this story. You captured some emotion, but I think you tried too hard to load in descriptive adjectives to create imagery. Try to let your writing be more natural, that way your writing--and thus your stories--will flow more naturally.
Florence replied...
Jun. 30, 2012 at 10:27 pm
Tnx seth I apreciate what you're saying I really needed the feedback. so tnx again. :)
Site Feedback