Puppet – by Hugh W. Roberts
Zoe watched, horrified, as her older brother cut the strings of her favourite puppet before dropping the scissors to the floor.
“Now you’ll never be able to play with that stupid puppet ever again,” laughed George.
“You’ll never be able to stop me from playing with my stupid puppet ever again,” replied a wide-eyed Zoe, as she watched the puppet pick up the weapon used to cut its strings.
Written in response to the Three Line Tale challenge hosted by Sonya at Only 100 Words.
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