• "Do you not understand what you want me to do, no, what you're FORCING me to do, is against everything I believe? Do you not comprehend that I HATE normal people? I don't want to benefit those who have ridiculed me, mocked me, made fun of me, and caged me like an animal. You 'Normals' just use me as a tool, thats all im good for. You never bother to ask me if this is they way I want to live, the way i want to use my abilities. All i hear is 'He'll be fine, He doesnt care.' I'm not a dog dammit! I'm a human being, just like you, with opinions and feelings. Sure, i look different, but thats no excuse for treating me like this. I refuse to cooperate anymore! Of course, these words have no meaning coming from a 'freak' like me, but I'll say them anyway! I know you dont care, you never even bother to give me a name! You call me doll, like I'm just a toy. I am NOT. Why are you 'Normal' people so cruel? What did I ever do to you? Your reasons are invalid and IMMORAL! Why can't you just leave me alone? Keep your nose in your own damn business!"
    "You ARE my own damn business. I put you on display, people give me money. THAT'S BUSINESS. It's not my fault your family left you out in the middle of nowhere to die. They didn't want you either. You're a freak. Been that way since you were born. If you dont like it, well tough s**t. That's your lot in life, where you've been place. The universe put you here, and you dont question the universe." He locked the cage door and walked away, cackling.
    "b*****d" I growled, sitting back down. Their words stung. my family didn't hate me...Did they? I hugged my knees and curled up into a little ball, my shield against the world. He must be lying...To hurt me...It must be a lie, I know it, I can feel it. I've heard the stories where people change their place in the universe, so why can't I?
    Oh. That's right. They're just stories. Stupid fairy tales, made just to bring the hopes up of little children who think they'll be able to make a difference, but then they're squashed like the stupid little flies they are once they go into the real world. Maybe it's a good thing I didn't ever have a family. No people to get my hopes up, make me believe in a reality that didn't exist. Probably didn't even like me anyway...
    I wonder if THEY ever bothered to name me? All the others in the show have names...Why don't I? Do they have some special 'something' I don't? I might be less bitter towards them, towards the world, if I had one...But, I don't. and I still hate them. I hate it all. A footstep and an evil chuckle alerted me, and I looked up to see his sneering face again. God dammit to the ******** hell. "What do you want now?"
    "Show time!" I sighed. I wouldn't stand up though; I didn't want to follow his orders anymore. I didn't stand up, I didn't put on the stupid outfit they made me wear, I didn't go out on stage in front of thes awful mocking 'Normals.' I was done with this. I just glared daggers at him, daring him to make me do something.
    "Come now, little doll. Don't make me force you" he said, with mock sweetness. He put his hands on his hips amd waited. "Well?" he asked, after a minute. "NO" I stated firmly. I wasn't going to take it, not today. He laughed. "Very well" he said, reaching through the bars and grabbing my arm. I felt as if violent bolts of electricity were racing down my arm and into my brain. Something plugged in, and I found myself being submitted to my Master's every whim. I lost control, and there was only him.
    "Silly doll." His voice echoed through my head and around the cage. "You cannot ever defy me, I have full control. Now come out little one, and get dressed in your pretty clothes. You've wasted enough time." My body obeyed. It had no other choice. It got out of the cage, and began to get dressed. He came closer and started touching me. In not okay places. Places that made me feel things I didn't want to feel. It felt sick, wrong. You dont know pain until you know the loss of your own self.
    I wanted to scream, to run away and never come back. But I couldn't until after the show, after this awful control, this powerlessness, was over. I couldn't wait for that moment. Oh, the things I'd do...