BLOOD / GORE WARNING (I put out a warning, don’t report this. I’m telling u beforehand it has blood/gore.) Hi yall :) Sooo… this was for a school project, but I decided to post it bc I like it (it took like 2 months :skull:). I guess this is a 140+ specific (btw yea TYSM for 140 followers <3) uhh if u don’t want to watch the video for some reason, here’s the written story. :> ⬇️ I stepped into the hallway of my ‘new school’ with Mama and Papa. I saw red smears on the wall, so I said, “Papa, why is there a lot of ketchup on the wall?” Papa didn’t respond; he just looked down with a dark expression on his face. Mama quickly replied, “Honey, Papa’s probably tired. We flew all the way to Japan to go to your... new school, after all.” Why didn’t she answer my question? I don’t even remember why I’m here! Mama did say something about meeting my new teacher, though. But I still have so many questions! Why are there so many sleeping students with ketchup on them? Why are some students hanging from the ceiling while sleeping? Why does Papa look angry? Did I do something wrong? Are there any students without ketchup on them?! I held Mama’s hand tightly, and I looked above me. Suddenly, a swarm of bats flew above me, nearly hitting me in the face. Strangely, they were all looking at me- at least I think so. I was so distracted by the bats; I wasn’t looking forward and bumped into a lady. It was like she popped out of nowhere! She wore mostly maroon, red, and black clothing. Her hair was a silky long black, and most of her face was covered by a veil, except for one piercing red eye. “Hello,” she cooed, “I’m your new teacher. Let’s meet your new classmates, shall we?” She softly held my hand. “O-Ok...!” I said, trying to sound cheerful. I looked over my shoulder, expecting to see Mama and Papa. But they weren’t behind me, they were just standing in the place where I left with my teacher. I was horrified; I tried to get out of the teacher’s grip, but she wouldn’t let me. Weren’t they sad? Scared? Afraid? I felt tears rolling down my face as I cried out for help to them, but my ‘teacher’ pulled my wrist until it hurt. And with one last glance, Mama and Papa left without a single word. My heart sank, and I felt defeated. When I first walked into the classroom, I was horrified. I saw bodies; human bodies with stings sewed to them in the corner of the room. I pointed my shaky finger to them and quietly whispered, “Wh- What are those...?” My ‘teacher’ said, “Ah, those are my puppets to entertain my students. Enough about them, say hello to your new classmates!” She sounded rather calm, like the ‘puppets’ were just dolls. She pointed her finger to the dusty, empty chairs and said, “That’s Dan, Eva, Alex, Tasha, and Hugo.” I was so confused. Are they ghosts? “I- There’s no one there...?” I murmured. My ‘teacher’ jabbed a shot into my arm. I winced in pain as I protested, “Ow! What was that?!” A creepy smile appeared on the mysterious woman’s face, as she whispered, “Something so that you can see them. And you’ll end your life as a human start all over again as a puppet.” I...I can’t speak. It hurts. It hurts so much. The last words I heard were. “Now you’ll be part of the Everlasting Puppet Show...” It’s been 5 years since I’ve become a puppet. It hurts; I can’t move. I wish I could go back to the past... so, so bad. I see those greedy, evil kids now. They taunt me every day. Oh, I wish I could’ve just stayed with my parents. My ‘teacher’ was right. I’ll never age... and now I'm part of the Everlasting Puppet Show.
