Oh. My. Gosh. Two updates in a week? I have done the impossible. :D Hahahaha… This idea came into my head while reading the book Sent by Margaret Peterson Haddix. So, yeah. a book recommendation. Go read her books. :D
To tell you the truth, I wrote this because someone told me that I write like crap… Bummer. I'm here to prove that person wrong. :D (Actually, that person was me. -.-")
This fic is intentionally short… so don't harass me for it's short-ness. -.-"
Puppets
one-shot; drabble
By Audreacity
They were all just puppets in her little game.
Dakota was the queen- the puppeteer- and they were nothing but her loyal subjects.
Even her own father.
He's just for show.
Everyone knows that it's really Dakota who's in charge.
But no one listens to a little girl; she needed a puppet- someone people will take seriously.
Someone who'll bend to her every will.
When Dakota gets bored, she'll always have her puppets to play with.
She's manipulative like that; controlling how everything is and how it should be.
They were all just puppets in her little game.
iwl: Oscar Wilde
word count: 98
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