The+Puppet

THE PUPPET “Ah, what a great day to be in town” said Mum as she stretched her sore back. “I agree” replied Dad “Hey poppet you want an ice cream, you seem a bit hot.” “No thank you, I’m not hungry I’m just bored.” I said. ‘Okay poppet we’ll stop at the next gift shop and we’ll buy something” said Dad. We kept on walking for about ten minutes until we found a gift shop. When we walked in I ran straight towards the puppets. I looked at all the puppets to see which one I liked best, but I realised that all the other puppets seemed to be trying to sit as far away as possible from the clown puppet with red eyes. I try to figure out why, but I come up with no answer. I brought the puppet to the counter and said “May I please have this Puppet?” They guy at the counter said “Okay but just to let you know you can’t take it bake here.” After I bought the puppet we started are long tiring walk again soon I got bored of the I decided to throw it in the nearest bin. Once I threw it away it felt like a part of me was gone missing. I decided to ignore the feeling. The more I walked the worse I felt. Near the Café I saw the puppet sitting at a table I don’t know why but I felt better all of a sudden. When we passed the puppet I felt worse again. Now I understood I was cursed.