27/05/2019
I'm treated miserably when dumped into the store room where my master treats me as his slave. Set of my arms, hands, legs and feets are ripped apart from my body, torso and upper body cracked. I can see it all as my head slightly tilted resting on left of my forehead & chin, vision partially facing the ground. I can see him crawling onto my parts, all I could think of is scream loud, pull out and destroy all the evil inside him only then realising I'm just a moulded piece of plastic all these years. Done and dusted here I'm beautifully dressed in the most vibrant shimmering attire, jewellery put on, smile knifed on my face, eyes still, ready to be traded
- Mannequin
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