Puppet
He said, “You don’t need them Olivia, none of them will ever understand you like I do.” And I smiled. He was right. That was one of the things I hated about January, he was always right.
As I got older his influence became stronger and stronger, and it felt as if I couldn’t break away from him. Everything he told me to do I did, everything he told me to say I spoke, everything he told me to believe I believed. I was his puppet; and he was free to pull my strings as he pleased.
As I got older his influence became stronger and stronger, and it felt as if I couldn’t break away from him. Everything he told me to do I did, everything he told me to say I spoke, everything he told me to believe I believed. I was his puppet; and he was free to pull my strings as he pleased.