Hi, I'm a puppet

I am a puppet. I wish I had the chance to live. This is the wish of every puppet I know of. You might think it's funny but you should live in the world of puppets to feel how a puppet feels. I don't know everyone around me but it seems that we are all very alike. It seems we share something that we know nothing about it. I partly know one being. I speak, read, and live for her. She lives inside me. Maybe she is that delicate hand that moves me every day. The only thing I know about her is that she sometimes can be as nice as an angle and sometimes she becomes a devil. So she's sometimes calm, emotional caring and sometimes she's out of control like a child. It seems that she's in touch with a higher being. If not so I'm sure that she knows someone else. It seems that she's always waiting for something to happen or someone to come.

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Our Empty Box

I and lots of other are in this box. We are living here. We can't do much. We just eat, breath, and sleep. This box is smells of nothing. No one has enough space. There is a man in front of me from time to time he step my feet and his elbow is in my right eye. I know stepping on my foot is a sign that I am hungry and I need some water. I hate him. There is a lady in my back she is always saying something in my ear even when I'm sleep. She is cautious. I like her more than the man. I dream about both the man and the lady but I have never seen them. The only thing we do in the box is talking about what happens if we could spend one day out of this box we always say why we are in this box and we never come up with an answer. There is girl next to me she just cries and never tells anyone what is wrong. A boy on my left he has only a knife with which he cut himself all day long .He doesn't talk with anyone either. I sometimes watch him when he sees the blood coming out of his skin he laughs loudly. We are all waiting for something to happen but it seems that nothing and nothing is going to happen. Everything repeats and we are all waiting for something to happen.